Oh to just have a dinner date,
A place where lovers mingle,
To feel the butterflies within,
As if he were Chris Kringle.

Someone who is a present,
A gift from God above,
One who longs to embace life,
Sharing who he is with love.

Alone I set the table,
Two place settings did I lay,
With hope for the future,
That magical some day.

A table set for two,
Vanilla candles kissing the air,
A lace topped cozy table,
A mountain view for two to stare.

Beautiful concoctions,
Wafting of homemade apple pie,
Warm bread in wicker baskets,
A feast filling the eye.

A table set for two,
All in the minds own eye,
Wishing to only share it,
With one spectacular guy.

Dust settled on the table,
Still I know the dream awaits,
In God's time it will happen,
Just have to keep the faith.

SDF April 20, 2010

I have lived my last ten years to date,
in this manner of no dinner date!!!!



A really good poem on a subject many SET THROUGH!!

Thanks Terri! Hope all is well in your neck of the woods! I haven't been doing much writing lately.