...Weekend Get Together

sun kissing blue water
where kids soaking smile
jumping off diving board
wetting dinner plates
and their busy holders
having fun eating lunch

chairs bordering edges
of their deep playground
where a jolly latin sound
matching steps to a dance
groups telling stories
with laughter and delights

ferments flow to crystal
onto thirsty throat of a man
toast were raise so as voices
man behind counter cooking
tasty fish soup with veggies
hot chili and bite of tamarind

native cakes, food filled tables
line is never ending; a pit stop
i went through with rainbow mound
grin on my face; full both hands
kids came up picking on my plate
soon they will grow up like mine

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