Diner (an acrostic poem)

 

Dinner rush was hitting hard, not a seat at the counter was empty

It was moments like this that made Tracy’s spirit sing

Nudging her to be more efficient taking orders, expediting, and jumping on the line

Energy flowed from her to her customers satisfying their appetite for perfection

Rush ended and Tracy felt wrung out since she had poured out her soul into their meals

 

Image: media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/03/61/8b/62/ed-s-easy-diner.jpg

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