Emily's Birthday Tea Party
The old folks at the home, and none at all
of them too fleet of foot in their last years,
came shuffling, some with walkers, down the hall,
including those with aids pressed in their ears.
Then one (whose punctured lung had not healed well)
was wheeled in; she had just turned ninety-three!
They'd all come (when the nurse had rung the bell),
for what was now to be revealed: a "Tea!"
The English lady wheeled in never knew
what they were planning as she lay in bed.
They'd stamped the name of "Emily" onto
The sparkling crown which now lay on her head.
With cake crumbs on her chin, in pure delight,
She sipped the tea they'd sweetened up just right!
April 28, 2010
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
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