Afternoon Soiree

 

 

A radiant sunflower adorned her reddish hair

while she was sitting in her hardback chair.

 

She asked me for a block of cheddar cheese

so, she could hold it on her knees.

 

I watched her slowly open up her satchel

and pull out a crystal wine glass so fragile.

 

She asked me for some vintage wine

I had plucked from my only grape vine.

 

She put her two bare feet on the pavement

found it too hot to her amazement.

 

She said this soiree I am quitting

to go inside and finish knitting.