A cup of tea, some soda bread,
Would you take some milk and sugar, friend?
Sit here by the fireside
And share with me the daylights end.
You show your photos with just pride
This one of your eldest, a blushing bride
Wasn’t it just yesterday
she was a toddler hard at play?
Here are prints of Bob and Fred
Your two boys, both Ginger heads
Bob’s at University
My Henry used to work with Fred..
.
I had a letter yesterday
From our friend, Mary, at Black Bay
Her son is fighting in Iraq
She counts the days until he’s back
Its’ hard for me now Henry’s gone-
my children grown and moved away.
Filling moments isn’t easy
II'm grateful that you came today.
Remember when we all were young
and danced at céili’s all night long
We gave our parents anxious times
staying out sometimes till dawn..
A cup of tea, some soda bread,
Have it with a bit of jam.
Let the tea steep and grow strong
Night is coming soon anon.
A lovely poem! I was there, had a sip watched the the pictures nibbled quietly , it felt like you stopped the time, could hear the laughs, thank you very much for this sweet moment, am so glad you shared! as always, only 10
Beautiful poem. Life moves on so quickly. It's always nice to look back and share with a friend :)
Lovely scene you've captured here, John. A bit of bittersweetness flavoring the tea, perhaps. -chuck
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is as nice as tea and soda bread, well done John! !