Musing Over Afternoon Tea

Whatever happened
To afternoon tea
Served around four o-clock
It used to be a daily ceremony

Out came a pretty cloth
From an old sideboard drawer
To put on a small table
Used many times before

On to this table
Doylies and napkins placed
Precisely and carefully
There was no need to race

Then came the china
A person's very best
Teapot and cosy
And an antique spoon rest

Fairy cubes of sugar
Along with bowl and tongs
Wireless playing softly
To the now old-fashioned songs

Now to the best part, the spread
Oh! the spread
Everything home-made
Especially the bread

Assorted sandwiches, sometimes ham
Mostly it was scones with cream and jam
Nothing elaborate just wholesome fare
Loving-kindness sprinkled there

Not a Macdonalds to be seen long ago
And preservatives were not so prevalent
So, most grew their own vegetables
And had gardens with fruit trees

Used old-fashioned methods
To nurture these
They grew organic without realising
Healthy, rewarding and very enterprising
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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February 19, 2020 at 3:16 AM
Gone are cold afternoon tea with bare bread and vegetables.. Hot tea with McDonald piece and cheese waiting for you to be served.. Thank you for taking us to the good old days.. Great poem..
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