Tea Time At Deaths House
When Death invites you for tea,
you can’t be rude and just say no
You’d like to refuse her hospitality,
find any reason not to go
She sent a special invitation,
a very intimate tete è tete
She’s a warm and generous hostess,
with a buffet of great delights
It is a honor to be invited,
party crashers can make her mad
She likes to send invitations,
believing pre-notice is only nice
You think of all the excuses,
that would keep you busy on this day
But deep down you know you’ll be attending,
this one commitment you can not break
You sigh as you RSVP her,
you’ll be attending tea time at her house
You then prepare in anticipation,
counting the days till time arrives
Your now looking forward to this meeting,
and only in style you decide to go
Your Sunday dress will be just perfect,
in no less would you meet a Queen,
For this gracious invitation,
will be a once in a lifetime special thing
You ring the bell with a nervous finger,
calming quickly as she opens up the door
Death radiates warmth and friendship,
as she takes your hand to invite you in
You thank her for the invitation,
saying you were hesitant to come
She smiles and says that’s normal,
her invitations are usually a surprised one
She’s happy that you chose to come,
to her that means the world
Because that means with dignity,grace and courage,
The choice was yours to walk through her opened door
So, when Death invites you for tea time,
put on your Sundays best
You’ll be welcomed like lost family,
who have finally made it home
Copyright © Roxann Schumacher | Year Posted 2005
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