Another Family Dish

Another day, another dish Time to make the meal for the family of five. Fresh from the store, lay a huge red fish  Here in the kitchen is where she will strive. The family on the couch, Sitting, Watching, Waiting On the outside it's just another dinner to be made Food being placed in a pot, oven or bowl. The sounds of cutting from a sharpened blade Deep down however, she put her heart and soul. The family on the couch, Sitting, Watching, Waiting Food is music, she thought to herself Each one plays its own unique tunes. Like the upbeat sounds of the herbs on the shelf, Or the jazz-like sounds coming from the prunes. The family on the couch, Sitting, Watching, Waiting She watches as the food dances in the pan Like a lively town square on festival day. Moving with grace and joy as more join from the can The fish looks as if it just came from the bay. The family on the couch, Sitting, Watching, Waiting The dance quiets as the music is done The sounds of outside begin to blend-in The family joins to the table one by one The husband says, “this looks splendid”  She yearns for the result: Sitting, Watching Waiting