Drinkin' Tea With Mabel

By Diana J. Felts © 1986

Issue: February 1986

Mabel was a good old gal,
Seven times a winner;
Warmed his bed and warmed his heart,
Warmed her old man's dinner.

Mabel's hands could hold a post
Straight in place and steady.
He could stop and she would wait
Till the maul was ready.

He ain't much for lookin' back
(things don't change by wishin')
Still sometimes, when he's alone
In the fields or fishin'

What he wouldn't give to be
Settin' at the table,
Tellin' jokes and swappin' lies,
Drinking tea with Mabel.