I planned for a small affair. Not the type lovers have. No, an event casual, friendly. That’s all. Maybe just a few hours of social chat.
To be honest, I was dreading that. I’m not always the best host. I don’t do it often as most.
On this occasion I stretch myself; invite ladies, yes, tea and toast.
I make finger sandwiches too.
Make this a big ado.
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Today,
Six of us to meet. I’m excited. Put out six fancy glasses and dishes.
Maybe we will share our secret wishes.
Arranged China cups and bowls. Special drinks.
All good I think.
My coffee pot, hot with a lingering smell of French Java. It will steam a lot.
Phone rings. Now we are down to five.
That is okay today. No cry.
I remove one plate, one spoon, fork this noon.
Put away her fancy china set this soon.
Phone rings. Can we change the day, the time? No sorry. Food already bought this time.
Now we are down to three, including me.
Weather bad. Raining out. Phone rings. Can’t drive in the rain. Won’t be coming today.
Here I sit one fancy dish. Bowls and coffee cups. Silver forks and spoons. French breads, cream cheese, nuts, even cookies, all just for me.
I sit down. Turn on music, jazz for atmosphere. Serve myself a fancy meal all by myself.
I am the best guest I ever had.
Not too bad.
Sherry Healy©️
2023
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