#The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 470 ~ #Poetry

You can feed a family of six
On mash, fish fingers and peas
Not a great dish to flirt over
Somehow my young daughter managed to.
Our new neighbours 14-year-old son
Sitting across our table,
Mostly hidden by his unruly fringe
I wondered what she could see that I couldn’t
I followed the conversation flow between them
As if they had known each other for years
I felt my insides freeze
When my husband told me he had invited them
I met George at the pub, he said
They seemed like our kind of people
I’m sure they won’t mind what you put in front of them.
I need not have worried, the early tea went well
Somehow over a simple plate of food
We managed to forge new friendships…

© anitadawes 2020

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