I wrote this poem this morning about a  recurring dream of entertaining a pretty girl to afternoon tea at the Ritz hotel London.  


Afternoon Tea at the Ritz by M.A.Meddings

In your wind blown tousled hair beauty
I saw you waiting there
At the bandstand in the park
As the raucious winds of March
Tore at your raincoat
And tested your umbrella  

Then as you turned
I saw your eyes smile
And took your hand
Leading you arm in arm
Into  the four o clock crowds on Park lane
Making our way past Green park tube 
To afternoon Tea at the Ritz
 





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Written on 2006-10-21 at 08:13

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Lourdes
Im coming for my tea soon, hero .
2006-10-24


Phyllis J. Rhodes
I feel the zip of the crisp, cold wind; the warmth of your hand, and we welcome of the Ritz. How nice to be here with you.
2006-10-21



This tender and charming picture puts a smile on my face on this cold and rainy october day!
2006-10-21


kath
lovely and nice .... the way falling in love feels
2006-10-21


Kathy Lockhart
this is such a lovely encounter. I felt like I have such watched this endearing scene in a romantic movie. Let's see Audrey Hepburn and William Holden maybe. I want this to go on. : ) xx
2006-10-21


Coolaaron88
Well Well, A lovely rememberance. It was beautiful the whole way through. : )

~Aaron Rowe
2006-10-21