My Imaginary Restaurant

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Where all the food               
     is good                         
     (and cheap, and free
     and made by me)
And all the chairs
     are wood      
My restaurant
     it has no name
     it gets its fame
     from mouth to mouth
     silent approval

I was still small
And food was scarce
I always cried
Myself to sleep
Or apathetic sat aside
And fought over that one
crumb

The fragrance
Of the herbs I use
     (I hand out in abundancy                  
     In soup or icecream)
Make mouths water 
Make eyes large
Make hearts happy 
Makes everyone a child
     (That knows no pain
     That doesn't know
     what hunger means)

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September 15, 2016
3d place in contest: My imaginary restaurant
Sponsor: Silent One

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Arthur Vaso

Date: 7/30/2017 2:52:00 PM

I dont know why but I felt I have read this before,maybe is just I know you!! :) :)

Darren White
Date: 7/31/2017 12:04:00 AM

You know me and you SEE me <3

Kai Michael Neumann

Date: 10/6/2016 4:45:00 AM

Wow. 'That knows what hunger means'. Gives me goosebumps. Congratulations. Kai

Darren White
Date: 10/6/2016 4:58:00 AM

No more hunger. Too much hunger out there and too many expensive restaurants.....

Eve Roper

Date: 10/3/2016 9:38:00 PM

This is a wonderful place congratulations on your win Hugs Eve

Darren White
Date: 10/6/2016 4:58:00 AM

Thank you Eve. No more hunger!

Alexis Y.

Date: 10/3/2016 2:01:00 PM

Hi Darren, This is my type of restaurant. A place where "hunger" doesn't exist. Congratulations on your winning write. It was well deserved. A Big seven. : -) Alexis

Darren White
Date: 10/6/2016 4:57:00 AM

Ohhh, a 7, thank you so much. No more hunger!