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Monday, November 22, 2010

Late Dinners

I’m starving.
But I dare not
Get something
To eat
That would pass
As a decent meal.
A small pack of crackers
Will do.

I’m waiting
For this night
Like I always do.
My stomach moans,
Begging for food.
But I patiently, silently
Wait for you,
Not minding the clock,
Nor the grumbles I hear.

It’s time to go,
I hear you say.
Dinner is served
At last.
I slowly take in
Morsels, savoring them,
Like this night
That I’m with you.

-Katherine Lopez
21 November 2010


Grilled Chicken Rosemary
during one of our late dinners.
Thank you.

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