Dinner Winner
Inviting yourself to your daughter’s for dinner:
One of those things you can declare a winner.
We take the meal; we’ve got plenty to share,
And all of the mess ends up staying down there.
Smoked mac-n-cheese and some barbecue pork,
Cooked down so tender, you’ll just use a fork.
Toss up a salad with fresh tasty greens,
I’m hoping that they have some homemade ice cream.
Read Ecclesiastes and you'll understand:
A joy midst the toils is a meal with your grands.
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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