Saturday, December 31, 2011

mY DreAM

mY DreAM

I dream't last nigh
that I no longer wished,
to overwork in the kitchen.

I prepared three expresso
on a tray,
and ventured to the garden party.

Alas, confused, I sat with
two elegant gentlemen
but the coffees were for me, and
Beatrice and Miriam.

Indignant and severe,
the gentlemen thus scorned me,
and my tray of expresso times three.

I left and found myself
with ladies, cheer
and Beatrice and Miriam.
Finally.


"It is good that a man should both
hope and quietly wait for the
salvation of the Lord."
Lamentations3:26

2 comments:

Daughter said...

Wow Mum. did you write that poem?

I really like it.

Mother said...

Yes Dav I wrote it, and thank you
for the compliment.
If you note the time posted 8.18am, it is unusual for me to post so early in the day,
but I actually dreamt this dream and I thought I would write about it!
It was an encouragement to me at the time.

m. Cakes.