You had no interest in what I did and treated me like
an invading pest - but mad activity changed the event
into adventure, a challenge to load a million packets,
bags, a radio, fridge, TV and its stand plus chair into
the pick-up truck; finally we drive to the nearest mall
where in one restaurant mom & I ordered warm tea
While the Duchess waited impatiently in another, we
had to change tea to take-away and go over to sis -
there was no time to be sad, or to sing a farewell song,
mom gave me three beautiful blouses that she’d made
and I gave them my present for dad - then they drove
off to the Cape and I came home
With my gift of pot plants - but all you did was frown,
giving me a speech on how unwelcome a gift it was;
but I didn’t take umbrage, knowing I could write it all
down, my surprise as the Duchess apologised every
time she was impatient; looking at them I see myself,
they are part of me - I am a part of them
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