Table for two
how different
my voice sounded
the first time
I ordered a table
for two
not long
before we were asking
for a high chair
onto table for four
and child menus
how my voice
didn’t make a sound
the first time
our son offered
to foot the bill
now we are back
to a table for two
our voices
excited at the sound
of the phone ringing
and now
alone at the table
the quiet
broken by the scrape
of spoon on plate
So true
Thanks Amy
A lifetime worth of emotions fitted expertly in such a short space. Happy to have read this. Good one.
Thanks Bhasha
You have very simply and aptly written about the stages of life.
All the world’s a stage,
Where we, mere players
Quoth an age old adage.