“We Don’t Stand On Ceremony,”

Expect us as you find us.”

my late mam says to expected afternoon guests,
as they sit on the morning polished

their rarely seen fine rose design china coffee cups,
jug of creme, full sugar basin, Bourbons
on one side plate,

Fairy Cakes on another on the freshly Lemon pledged dark wood table,

shoes on newly vacuumed Axminster carpet,
as they look on the spruced lawn,

through the shiny white French windows,
and see the sun shine on dustless surfaces

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