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


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Hungry (an acrostic poem)

He looked at her through the window of the restaurant

Until then he had been satisfied with his life

Now he knew he wanted something more

Given the sight of her, he could feel his appetite arise with a roar

Reaching for the door, he almost opened it

Yet he looked at the ring on his hand and realized he would be fed when he got home