Do you know what is written there?
Can you hardly wait to have the story unfold before your very eyes
and tug at your heart and soul?
Thoughts, prayers, and delights fly from the pages.
They sing to my heart.
My imagination soars.
So when Seth came to visit me a couple years ago,
he is the carrier of my yearly words,
I knew eventually he would need a friend.
Recently along the trail he found Jane.
Jane dances in her tutu and Seth was transfixed.
they loved to sip tea; of course you knew they would.
Seth invited Jane to share afternoon tea with him at his table.
and agreed that from time to time they must meet again for tea.
for he had more stories to gather in his pack to share over tea once again.
They may come to tell more stories once again,
but in the meantime there are stories yet untold.
Let us all join them on the trail and continue to walk
for stories are worth sharing the next time we gather for tea.