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When I was six,

marmalade tarts,

cucumber sandwiches,

and English tea was precisely at four,

in the steamy afternoons at grandmother’s house.

She like the rite of tea—

proper, refined.

I drank from china,

tea cup and saucer, chipped;

elegant, as was grandmother.

Cup and saucer,

grey, sterling edged, like her,

accented by a tiny pink rose

similar to the blush of her cheeks.

It was the first time I had ever seen sugar in a cube,

had tea in china,

is a big deal when you are six.

2015 copyright by Katie Pifer, available at http://www.witchpetals.wordpress.com

 

sugar cubes with tea

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