A Pot of Tea

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I went and had a pot of tea
And sitting there were Mum and me
With toast and orange marmalade
Just like Mum had always made

It felt so grand, us eating out
A special day, without a doubt
We sat and talked till half-past-two
The waitress brought another brew

A red tea cosy on the pot
The tea inside was steaming hot
We let it cool a little bit
I fancied cake, I must admit

A slice of orange chiffon cake
Complete with bits of chocolate Flake
Served with a jug of double cream
It was delicious, quite a dream

We laughed and ate till half-past-four
We should be headed for the door
But I was loathed to leave the scene
This place where Mum and I had been

I stopped and thought and shed some tears
It’s now been over six full years
My reason is so very plain
I so wish Mum were here again.

Author: Ellie Thompson

Writing my memoirs, musings, a little fiction and a lot of poetry as a way of exploring and making the most of my life ... ... Having had a break from writing my blog for more than three years, I decided to return to write my memoirs, some day-to-day observations, views and feelings. My passion is non-fiction poetry. I have a disability and use an electric powerchair called Alfie and let nothing get in the way of living life to the full. I believe that you can never do a kindness too soon and should give credit where credit is due. A smile or a kind word could make the difference between a good or bad day for a person - we never know what's going on for another soul. Those little things, perhaps, practised daily like a mantra, could mean so much to someone else. Thank you for visiting my blog and reading a little more about me. Please, make yourself at home here. You are very welcome. Ellie x 😊

19 thoughts on “A Pot of Tea”

      1. I’m John! But if I were a girl I wouldn’t mind being called Ellie 😂

        But you are a pretty awesome writer!

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        1. Hi John. Nice to meet you. It took me a second to wonder why you’d have liked to have been called Ellie – when I reread my comment, I soon realised 🤣. Thanks for your kind comments on my writing too.

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    1. Thank you so much for your very kind comment, Krissy. I appreciate it and it’s very nice of you to say. I do miss my Mum although it’s been six years since I lost her. I read that you only lost your mom two years ago so it must still be very raw for you. Take care x ❤

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  6. Aww, what joy to read this Ellie. So cool. Thanks for sharing this poem that brought me so much joy. Stay sweet.
    Just found you on Twitter. Yay. Followed. XoXo

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    1. Hi Selma. How lovely of you to leave me a comment and follow me on Twitter. I’ve only recently set up my Twitter account, so there’s not much on it yet. I think I’m already following you on Twitter, but I’ll double-check that as I’d like to do that.

      I’m glad you enjoyed this poem – it was dedicated to my dear Mum, as you’ve no doubt seen. I’m so sorry I haven’t kept up with your recent posts. If you see my last two posts, you can see that I’ve been in hospital for an operation. I’m home now but still drained and a bit sore. Goodness knows when I’ll ever catch up with all the posts from the people I like to follow! I have every good intention, but the exhaustion overtakes me. I’ve got a stack of emails with notifications of my followed blogs to get through yet. I might post something brief this afternoon to explain the situation as I don’t want to upset any of my favourite people. Take good care of yourself, my friend. Ellie xxx 💖❣💝

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  7. Oh Ellie, this is so heart-rending and just perfect. “A special day, without a doubt”, 100%. Thank you for sharing the link to this one with me, I’m glad to have read it. You’re a very talented writer and an even more talented human being ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

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