Friday, April 29, 2005

A Table of His Own

A Table of His Own

In a moment he'll round the corner,
smiling, needing, knowing
this is for him --

this love, this care,
this belonging
forever and always.

They are his aromas,
his place, his table
set with trust

prepared with only
his well-being
in mind.

©2005 Peggy Eldridge-Love


Shelia said...

looks spicy (smile)...enjoyed the poem too.

Peggy said...

Thanks Shelia!