Coffee and Buttered Toast with Audrey at the Cafe

We chat to cheer

Earlier events of the day

Coffee and Current
Buttered Toast

With Audrey
At the Cafe

Has had a big day Too

And a big life

Making her Presence felt

Black but Not Out

About Ninety, I cannot recall, dared not repeat -
She was recounting her Glebe Harold Park days
When she appeared at his table
Touched is arm -
A famous film visitor!
While his attention was turned
A feather touch! A brush with Fame! A Laugh

Stole the stage - her lithe form, Yes strong Hands, Shoulders
Lightheartedly knowing, Enjoying, Bragging/Boasting/
To the Publican as he crossed the floor and called out
'Lubra' or some such name -

That was not today
But the story (is fresh)
And (IS space for another laugh
As she talks at the table
Fuchsia pink blouse
Under black, silver-threaded suit,
Glassy squares, fuchsia sparkle, against her neck, dropping from her ears

She takes her cane from the chair, as we rise,
Each on her way.
To entertain and perform her own observation