the barefoot bard Poet Rhyme

Homemade Bread and Scalded Cream

Mrs Peeck and husband Clem
provide refuge from my family home
No hugs but felt the love
had no children of their own

Afternoon tea of homemade bread
blackcurrant jam and scalded cream
Home grown fruits preserved in Fowlers jars
a meal at night, silver beet was cooked with steam

Unannounced I'd come to stay
overnight a comfy bed
Dream about old cars and bellows 
found in Clems machinery shed

Next day home made lunch was packed
down the hill backto school through long blades of grass
Mrs Peeck we'd ask her age 
a question that she'd always pass

Footnote: For those who are interested there is an on line recipe for scalded cream (clotted cream)
The cream I refer to was from a house cow milked by hand

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