The Tea Room,
with the chatter, and the clatter
of crockery
as each lady
sips her tea
with gentility.
Scones and jam,
sandwiches with ham,
cream and cakes,
which the tea room bakes.
Open at three
close at six o'clock.
Waitress in black frock,
serves with a smile
moving down the aisle
between the tables and chairs,
handing out the eclairs.
The ladies relax
discussing the facts,
gossiping away,
passing the day,
over a cup of tea
and some strawberry
conserve,
and one can observe
the scene,
watching them all,
having a ball.
Another pot of tea for two,
and a strong brew
if you please,
Thank you!
A tasty morsel, Ernestine.....fragrant.... most easily seen, heard and enjoyed.... Love, D.
Sumptuous delight for pallette of words, This is wonderful Ernestine No lumps, not too sweet Mines a black tea no sugar please! ! ! Love duncan X
We don't get high tea here in the Colonies, but I was fortunate enough to be served one once on a cruise ship, and it was totally lovely - chocolate strawberries, cream puffs and tea in the most delicate china...an experience I shall never forget, and you have just reminded me of! Thank you, my friend, for bringing back such a lovely memory!
hehe i love reading your poems they alwsys amkeme smilegreat job! '
Great flow and lovely rhyme, you brought the reader into that tea room, I found myself sitting there having a nice steamy cupper. Thankyou for such a lovely poem Ernestine.--Melvina--
So where is this place? And how do I get there? Tea please... very nice write
YOUR NARRATIVE STYLE IS ENDEARING AND PICTORIAL...YOU'RE LIKE GENERAL ELECTRIC, ERNESTINE: YOU MAKE GOOD THINGS COME TO LIFE! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/FJR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Every lovely lady should smile and be happy.