You came to brunch

with

some people

who I really 

love.

And I wondered

about

the story 

of the emperor

who

had no 

clothes.

And how everyone

in the kingdom, bar one,

had been 

convinced

of the beauty 

of the 

non-existant

clothes.

What if

I

was the one

sewing those

non-existent treads,

or worse,

what if 

I’d

simply been

the first

one conned?

And then

there are

english muffins,

and sausages, and eggs,

and bacon

and really good

coffee,

and gentle conversation

and connection

on camping, jobs,

aspirations

and dogs.

And I

realise

that these

are my

very special

people,

and that 

I am truly

blessed,

and there

you are

sitting 

equally

at ease,

rest.

~Lu