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the waitress knew me by Charlie Morganrounding the corner, a tray of food
balancing apples and triangles, she
grinned, nodded and called me PawPaw.
a state away, a table of eight
and she KNEW me! my chest swelled;
i filled the room to capacity.
manager called the fire department,
saying one man had filled him up;
i, overloaded him with Ego.
then i remembered: i had my PawPaw
cap on and grandson in tow. so.
i knew her too, she was Jesus.
she was just dressed as a waitress;
hearts and rose petals followed her,
as she trailed-by. i had an extra hug.
gave it to her.
08/23/2010 Posted on 08/24/2010 Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
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