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A Lovely Late Lunch A Poem
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A Lovely Late Lunch A Poem There is a man who Likes my writing. He has read my books And has said they Affected him deeply. I am flattered Like you wouldn't believe. I have not had someone Read all my books In their entirety Since a friend did last year. Other folks have read them In bits and pieces. He has wanted to meet me And so finally we agreed To go to lunch at a place In my city. He had to drive quite the distance An hour and half usually But longer with traffic. Which wouldn't you know Was the case the day Of our get together. He was running late Which was fine with me I had nowhere else I had to be. He arrived at nearly 3 And had a beautiful orchid plant I was so very happy To receive such a gift. It was white and purple And in a good size pot. I put it on my screened in porch Where it would be secure. We decided on Fridays As we wanted to watch part Of the Yankees/Red Sox game We were not sure our first choice Of Longhorn steak house Would have sports on TVs. We took a seat In the area by the bar So I could watch the TV monitor With the game coming on In less than an hour. Our waitress was named Marielle And she was quite efficient She gave us our menus And asked us what we would Like to drink My friend said he wanted a margarita I thought to try his choice. I chose one of passion fruit He chose a regular Although I am not sure That was the term. Mmmmm it was delicious With it's rim of . It was a little different Than the one's that have A rim with salt. We were undecided on food But then came up with our choices We started off with the sampler Of an appetizer Which had glazed boneless wings Mozzarella sticks Potato skins And sticks of celery Along with various dips Including sour cream, Ranch dressing Marinara sauce And blue cheese. My friend decided on the flat iron steak Which came with mashed potatoes. I chose the shrimp and lobster pasta That had bacon bits And asparagus in the mix. We had a wonderful conversation We chatted about any and everything. We discussed our families He was a dad and grandfather I was not so fortunate In having children of my own But my siblings and their children I love and adore. He was a recent widower And that weighed heavily on him. He spoke of the care He had taken of his wife Throughout the years. It showed what kind Of man he is. Which I surmised to be Kind and decent. We had another round Of margaritas This time I chose mango flavor. Once again I liked the taste I could get hooked. But that is not What I would like to happen I will savor a drink From time to time. Our lunch was lovely That was indeed the truth. I hope my friend felt the . We had discussed possibly Meeting up again For a blues festival A week away. He had a long drive home I was glad he had the radio on With the remainder of The Red Sox Yankees game He texted me at the conclusion. Our Sox were victorious. As a fan of sports can appreciate. It made the day much sweeter. Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely |
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Marking this lovely time.  Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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this is good
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this is good Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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