Ethel Pochocki Happiness MessagesEthel Pochocki He brewed his tea in a blue china pot, poured it into a chipped white cup with forget-me-nots on the handle, and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream. He sat by the window, cup in hand, watching the first snow fall. I am, he sighed deeply, contented as a clam. I am a most happy man. Ethel Pochocki BestQuotes4Ever.com He brewed his tea in a blue china pot, poured it into a chipped white cup with forget-me-nots on the handle, and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream. He sat by the window, cup in hand, watching the first snow fall. I am, he sighed deeply, contented as a clam. I am a most happy man. |
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