Saturday, December 31, 2011

mY DreAM

mY DreAM

I dream't last nigh
that I no longer wished,
to overwork in the kitchen.

I prepared three espresso
on a tray,
and ventured to the garden party.

Alas, confused, I sat with
two elegant gentlemen
but the coffees were for me, and
Beatrice and Miriam.

Indignant and severe,
the gentlemen thus scorned me,
and my tray of espresso times three.

I left and found myself
with ladies, cheer
and Beatrice and Miriam.

"It is good that a man should both
hope and quietly wait for the
salvation of the Lord."