At The Breakfast Table With Family - Poem by RIC BASTASA

at the breakfast
the plates are
food waits us
we know our own
after a prayer
of thanks
we start taking
what is due us
to make things more
we choose the words to say
to make a
nice conversation
like laces of curtains
well sewed
to give us a view of
this world's created
for here we are still
a family
well-knitted and designed
to bring back
beauty and grace
which to me
has become faded.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2015

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