Saturday, April 26, 2008

After Dinner 2008

With the meal all but done
we sit over what's left
a spoon of potatoes
shrimp in a small
puddle of lemon
as we finish our wine
and the music
comes to an end.

Meanwhile, my son
is at the computer
leaving a comment on my blog.


Anonymous said...

I left more comments not just a comment!

Saucy said...

Hello! What a sweet poem. Say hi to your son!

Karen said...

I love the vivid detail--I'm imagining the puddle of lemon...

Wacky Mommy said...

Just found this. Perfect.

The Other Laura said...

Thanks, Nancy.