William Crocker Poet Free verse

Your Waiter

With kind eyes
And gentle soul,
You brought
Flowers,
Soft words,
And sweet touches . . .
To my table.

You filled my empty heart
And hungry spirit.
You brightened
My drab and lonely world.
You touched 
The hurting places . . . 
At my table.

. . . Now . . 

With sad eyes
And silent words, 
You come to me.

My friend,
I’m filled and strong,
Let me,
Your waiter be.

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Poet Destroyer A July 9, 2014 at 12:09 AM a wonderful and great poem, William, Congratulation, on having your poem featured on the soup's home page. Always & Forever ~LINDA~

Charlie Sanjuan July 7, 2014 at 1:39 PM Beautiful.. Keep writing!

Team Poetrysoup July 7, 2014 at 12:02 PM Thanks

Anne-Lise Andresen March 8, 2012 at 1:13 PM Soft and sweet (come and eat).oxox Anne-Lise

Robert Pettit February 6, 2012 at 10:09 PM This is a good simple to read and understand poem that conveys great descriptiveness to any reader. Team Poetrysoup July 7, 2014 at 12:02 PM True William Crocker February 8, 2012 at 4:47 PM Robert, thanks for stopping by and leaving a encouraging comment . Crossfox

Ilene Bauer February 2, 2012 at 2:08 PM very touching and beautiful! William Crocker February 6, 2012 at 9:33 PM ilene, Thanks for the comment. You must havea tender spirit.Crossfox