![]() Little WaitressA Poem by Trevor McLeod![]() Non-valid love![]()
She was just a little waitress
whom my eye was trained to see
When she walk around the restaurant
for her love to claim to me
That she said she only loved me
when our love was there to be
As I walked out through the doorway
for her love to pay to me
© 2021 Trevor McLeod |
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