I Spy Upon a Dinner Party

Evening tea time, ladies all dining,

With laughter and song so delight.

We sneak a glance round a corner hall,

Knowing privileges were at stake.

But upon the tables, piled high with temptation, lay foods unknown.

They beckon to all of us kids, begging to be tasted.

But with a hiss and a warning shake of our parents fingers we scamper back to bed.

And with grumbling stomachs we lay in bed and dreamt of what could be, all the while waiting for the morn.

-M.E. InkOwl


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