Tea morning
TEA MORNING
I SEE A CHURCH LOOKING OLD AND LONELY
CARS PARKED ON LEFT HAND SIDE OF STREET
NO FUNERAL GOING ON IN THE CHURCH
JUST ELDERLY FOLKS GOING FOR AFTERNOON TEA
OUT OF THE CARS THEY COME
CARRYING GOODS IN THEIR HANDS
HATS ON, STICKS IN ARMS
PARTNERS WALKING WITH THEIR LOVED ONES
LOOKING EVER SO CALM
WALING SLOWLY UP THE CHURCH PATH
WIPING THEIR FEET ENTERING THE DOOR
THE CLOCK STRIKES 11 O'CLOCK
THE GOSSIP BETWEEN THEM BEGINS TO FLOW
AND AS ALWAYS THEY SLICE THE FRUIT CAKE
POURING THE MORNING TEA
ANYONE FOR ANY
ALL GOING FOR 20P
12PM THE CLOCK STRIKES NOON
ELDERLY COME OUT THE CHURCH DOOR
SAYING AND HUGGING GOODBYE TO FRIENDS
AS THEY ENTER THEIR CARS
PARKED ON THE LEFT HAND SIDE OF THE ROAD
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