Meals Are Better With Friends

If words were food

And paper a plate

And you were served

Every moment awake

With a list of to-dos

Growing longer by the day

It’d be hard to take in

And catch up or get a break

To add to the trouble

Is that lump in your throat

From that worry causing tears

You fight back... don’t choke!

See life can be hard

Serving you seconds and thirds

And throwing in dessert

Don’t jumble those words!

But yet it gets fumbled, stirred, and mixed

Like carrots with cheese and pretzel sticks

Not a good flavor

But what can you do

Your plate is now a table

And overflowing too

But look a solution

Is right in your face

Your table has chairs

That surround it with grace

But how can you ask

For friends to come feast

It’s simple,"Hello,

Would you like to come eat?"

And it’s ok if they bring their own "fine china"

To what you feel is a rundown diner

Let them share their meals

And you share yours

Soon enough the food

Will stop it’s down pour

It will no longer feel

Like a free fall of meals

But soon just an appetizer

Maybe dessert if you will

And ain’t nothing better than

Free salsa and chips

Or some of that lava cake

With ice cold cool whip

See meals are always better

Shared with your friends

You just have to remember

To let them come right on in!