Home cooked fancies
filled with jam,
shining teapot, sugar
topped basin.
A delicious tea time treat
for kids and neighbours calling by.
Talk and chatter
of the nattering
down the road knowalls,
hold all brains
of untold secrets...
saying rain's about
we need a fall.
We still await
our special guest,
Aunt Rose do hurry
you're the best.
You're like the tiny
furry field mouse,
come to visit,
come to our house.
Sally Plumb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I saw shades of myself in this pretty penned piece, as to my nieces and nephews I am known as crazy Aunt Sue whose goodie drawers are always filled to the brim and they feel they are allowed to do anything when we are together....I will spend my lifetime happily letting them believe just that! PEACE
Aunt Rose was a great favourite with our family. Thanks for contacting me. Sally