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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Timing (an acrostic poem)

 

There was a rhythm to how things flowed in life

If one could anticipate the beat, one could thrive

Many tried and flailed and failed, but Ramona was a natural

It left those in the know in awe and a bit jealous

Now here she was, about to win it all and there wouldn’t be anything left

Giving in, she purposely made a mistake assuring herself a better tomorrow

 

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