Sharing some Tea

[David J Delaney]

Sharing some Tea

She sits alone in the shade of a tree
pretending to sip her own cup of tea
her tutu’s so fine and lined with braid
with butterfly wings that nanna made.

A China tea set coloured with flowers
at grandad’s table she will play for hours
on chairs for her that were made with love
curious robins watch from above.

Not really alone, her friends are all there
there’s Simba the lion and Benny the bear
Molly the dolly dressed refine
Penny the penguin’s nursed all the time.

Her milky white skin is so soft and smooth
a ferocious wild beast her voice could soothe
sparkling brown eyes that always shine bright
now having you here is pure delight.

Happily playing, full of innocence
moving about with total eloquence
turning to blow your grandad a kiss
makes me proud my cheeky little Miss.

You ask me to join and share a “hot” drink
approaching the table I give a wink
under this tree our laughter echoes
tickling your feet right under your toes.

Now on my lap and you give a big hug
then plant a kiss on my old bearded mug
I will remember these days with glee
sharing tea in the shade of a tree.

David J Delaney
10/03/2009 ©

Accepted for publication in 'The Burning Bush' magazine in California.

[warooa]

Delightful little poem, Dave . . hey next time we come down, you'll have to round up any grandkids and bring them around to the 'splash park'. It'll be some time before Christmas.

Congrats on the Burning Bush.

Cheers, Marty

[Heather]

Delightful was the word that sprang to my mind too Dave. I can feel the love.

Heather

[Neville Briggs]

Good-on-ya Dave. What does your grandaughter think of this poem ?


Neville

[David J Delaney]

Thanks Marty, time permitting, sounds like a plan.

Thanks Heather, glad you enjoyed it.

G'day Neville, my 2 grandaughters up here love it, my grandaughter down Ipswich way is still a bit young, but it is her photo with the poem being published in my new book.