To those visiting and considering the purchase of a gift

Please bring me nothing from the world
For there is nothing that I need
But if you should feel it is upon you
Then rather than me accepting a trifle
In some carefully chosen box
That I would brightly welcome
And then lose and forget in some cupboard’s
Dark and lowly corner
Bring me a tea-cosy preferably of wool
To remind me of a time that is all gone
And now only available to me by recreation
And the warmth of standing tea
Saved by a few seconds from reheating
In a microwave my grandma never dreamt of
Or desired.

(May 25, 2013)