My Waiter
By J.F. Regan - VA Brockton, Massachusetts
My waiter puzzles me,
He tries so hard to please.
But is it me he’s thinking of,
Or his gratuities.
Posted in Poetry Archive | From: Spring 1952
By J.F. Regan - VA Brockton, Massachusetts
My waiter puzzles me,
He tries so hard to please.
But is it me he’s thinking of,
Or his gratuities.
Posted in Poetry Archive | From: Spring 1952