J.T. Andrews
"The Table of Gathering"
In a room glowing gold
The windows admitting a smirk from the sun.
Every step, a warm cushion comforting, is a carpet,
Upon the feet who have found their way.
To
The
Table.
The power to hold platters of enjoyment.
From smiles
To stories, to music, to boasts, to food and laughter.
This is the table that gathers
This is the table that lives…
In the hearts of family and friends.
A shiny plank of wood
Four wooden slinky sticks
There, you have a table
“One for All and All for One.”
After all food and drink are consumed,
All subjects discussed,
All dishes cleaned,
All chairs pushed in.
Tis the time to leave
Till time bids you, come again.
In a room glowing gold
The windows admitting a smirk from the sun.
Every step, a warm cushion comforting, is a carpet,
Upon the feet who have found their way.
To
The
Table.
The power to hold platters of enjoyment.
From smiles
To stories, to music, to boasts, to food and laughter.
This is the table that gathers
This is the table that lives…
In the hearts of family and friends.
A shiny plank of wood
Four wooden slinky sticks
There, you have a table
“One for All and All for One.”
After all food and drink are consumed,
All subjects discussed,
All dishes cleaned,
All chairs pushed in.
Tis the time to leave
Till time bids you, come again.
"Time Flies"
We live and laugh
And time grows wings
Taking flight, along with our sense
To keep it grounded
One hour, a minute truly
We let time fly
And when it’s over it dawns upon us
That we had the time of our lives
We forget our sadness
Our grief
And finally…
Just
Had
Some fun.
We live and laugh
And time grows wings
Taking flight, along with our sense
To keep it grounded
One hour, a minute truly
We let time fly
And when it’s over it dawns upon us
That we had the time of our lives
We forget our sadness
Our grief
And finally…
Just
Had
Some fun.