Lunch Plus One
Our conversations come so easy
a laugh here, a plot there
an innocent table falling victim
to our overheated exchanges.
We had 10 lessons to learn,
needing them to settle deep inside.
9 months to forgive myself
for the 8 months I squandered.
What a joy to watch the shy one
share 7 salacious secrets
and our brave ones change
their world with 6 simple words.
Times change, 5 becomes 4
then it will be 3
and we will be back at the start.
Now 2 days a week
I'll wish for a lunch plus 1.
Copyright © Rachael Hood | Year Posted 2013
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