I walked right in

to the Cafe that day

and saw three ladies fair

They sat in the round

and welcomed me in

I felt a new home I had found

One with white hair

gleaming so bright

bid me sit in a chair 

So I sat down and looking 

around saw their lovely faces there 

all smiling at me with genuine care

How do you do?

Asked one lady fair with 

silvery hair that shone like the moon

And off to my right Hermione herself

thick lustrous hair was the key 

and her beautiful speech

It came to be that those three

and me wove friendships

from our love as wordsmiths 

It is later now and much has passed 

there are now more than three 

and some I have yet to meet

But I haven’t a fear 

never shedding a tear when we

meet at lovely Morning Glory Cafe!