old table where areyou now
if a table could cry
if a table had feelings
this is the one that
would be the mother of them all
this table had our family all sat around
for years on end from 1930 to a few years ago now
where is this table now
sitting in an old antique store
or maybe on someones new apartment floor
it misses the ones
that used to sit there
it misses the love and the laughter and the tears shed there
it m isses the smell of the roast chicken dinner and the
old fashioned ginger pudding and home made custard
my mum used to make
it misses the imprint of the knives
we kids would carve our names on it
it misses the chairs that bumped on its legs
the way we hid under the table as kids and made
tents with mums old tablecloths old and faded now
and never to be found
it misses the grandfather who sat at the head
and my dad at the other end and us brood of 5 kids and mum
in between
it misses the wine spilt on it
and quickly wiped now
and misses grandfathers cigar ash and whisky spilt too
it misses the card games once a week
grandfathers friend s would all crowd around
and play 500 now and
misses the family home
it stood square and firm long and shiny and solid of timber
it stood the test of time
it graced my childhood house
and i miss it now
(2013)
my old family table that i grew up with long solid and made of beautiful wood
it stood inour dining room and had happy memories
