So many times in life we forgo the simple pleasures ...
this is a reminder to always eat dessert!
Don’t Miss Out
I
have a new delightful friend,
I'm
almost in awe of her;
When
we first met I was impressed,
By
her bizarre behavior.
That
day I had a date with friends,
We
met to have some lunch;
Mae
had come along with them,
All
in all ... a pleasant bunch.
When
the menus were presented,
We
ordered salads, sandwiches, and soups;
Except
for Mae who circumvented,
And
said, "Ice-cream, please. Two scoops."
I
was not sure my ears heard right,
And
the others were aghast;
"Along
with heated apple pie,"
Mae
smiled, completely unabashed.
We
tried to act quite nonchalant,
As
if people did this all the time;
But
when our orders were brought out,
I
did not enjoy mine.
I
could not take my eyes off Mae,
As
her pie ala-mode went down;
The
other ladies showed dismay,
They
ate their lunches, and they frowned.
Well,
the next time I went out to eat,
I
called and invited Mae;
My
lunch contained white tuna meat,
She
ordered a parfait.
I smiled when her dish I viewed,
I smiled when her dish I viewed,
She
asked if she amused me;
I
answered, "Yes, you do,
And
you also do confuse me."
"How
come you order rich desserts
When
I feel I must be sensible?"
She
laughed and said, with wanton mirth,
"I
am tasting all that's possible."
"I
try to eat the food I need,
And
do the things I should;
But
life's so short, my friend, indeed,
I
hate missing out on something good."
"This
year I realized I was old,"
She
grinned, "I've not been this old before;
So,
before I die, I've got to try,
Those
things for years I have ignored.
"I've
not smelled all the flowers yet,
And
too many books I have not read;
There's
more fudge sundaes to woof down,
And
kites to be flown overhead."
"There's
many malls I have not shopped,
I've
not laughed at all the jokes;
I've
missed a lot of Broadway Hits,
And
potato chips and cokes."
"I
want to wade again in water,
And
feel ocean spray upon my face;
Sit
in a country church once more,
And
thank God for His grace."
"I
want peanut butter every day,
Spread
on my morning toast;
I
want un-timed long-distance calls,
To
the folks I love the most."
"I've
not cried at all the movies yet,
Nor
walked in the morning rain;
I
need to feel wind in my hair,
I
want to fall in love again."
"So,
if I choose to have dessert,
Instead
of having dinner;
If
I should die before nightfall,
You'd
have to say I died a winner."
"That
I missed out on nothing,
That
I had my heart's desire;
That
I had that final chocolate mousse,
Before
my life expired."
With
that, I called the waitress over,
"I've
changed my mind, it seems;"
I
said, "I want what she is having,
Only
add some more whipped-cream!"
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