Virginia Gelok Poet Rhyme

A Vagabonds Dream

I see the table at the cafe.
The food upon it looks so divine.
Should I pull up a chair, would they stare,
As I enjoyed a sip of their wine?

The aroma of mushrooms and steak,
Dance down deep in my throat,
As I sit curled up in a doorway,
Across the street and under a coat.

I watch as others sit in those chairs,
Where I wish I could sit just one time,
And have a morsel of steak and a drink,
But I can't, I don't have a dime!

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L Milton Hankins September 1, 2021 at 9:22 PM Oh man, I feel so sorry for this guy. If I were there I would offer to pay for him to have that steak and a sip of wine. I'm really a sucker for situations like these, and it has gotten me in trouble more than once! Good poem, good theme, good title, Virginia. Good writing. Virginia Gelok September 2, 2021 at 4:56 PM yes, and aren't we the lucky ones who hopefully don't have to only dream of a meal. Thankyou Milton for your feedback.

Eve Roper September 1, 2021 at 8:08 PM Well done, Virginia, and so very sad. Good luck in the contest. Virginia Gelok September 2, 2021 at 4:55 PM Thankyou. I bet people actually feel like this when they see some of us enjoying lunch.