A Poem by Ernestine Northover
A taste of wine, a welcome gesture,
One sunny day, in summer vesture
We sit, and talk of times gone by,
To laugh, to joke, to smile, to sigh.
With a garden full of scented blooms,
And subtle warmth that fills the rooms.
Sweet melodies to tune the mind,
Thus leaving all our cares behind.
'Cheers', we say, and glasses clink.
A calming, happy and convivial drink
With friends. It's such a pleasant way,
To spend a very amiable day.