Tip Your HatA Poem by Meliss@kAs I host at my job, I sometimes include the people from the day into my daydreams, of which i'm discovering are becoming more exaggerated with each day.
Don't be shy.
I promise, if you just let me know, I'll be obliged. I don't mean to flirt too much, I don't mean to send wrong signals, Especially if you don't wanna walk my way. But, if you see me Acting casually, I'm actually anticipating what you and I will say... You'll slowly walk past, "Here's my number", you'll say. I'll grasp the receipt from your callused hand, And the receipt will be printed with bold black words Saying, "Total: Tip:" and "Have a Great Day!" Both of us will smile, Our eyes will gleam, and you'll exit, While the echos of your spurs soak in the doorway. ... But when I see you glancing over your shoulder, with eyes, mysteriously shadowed Suddenly looking my direction (already turning away), You continue drinking that beer, Although its foamy head has long-ago disappeared. You take one last sip. Sign and tip your receipt. Step down from your stool. Tuck your billfold in your jeans, And begin walking my direction... First, I look down. Then, I look up (as you take a toothpick, rewarding your stay). I smile, gently You tip your hat (But no eye contact) As I tell a young couple to, "have a great day" Because they too, are finished with their stay.
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3 Reviews Added on December 13, 2012 Last Updated on January 9, 2013 AuthorMeliss@kTXAboutI dream of publishing a book of my poems one day. Until then; i'll be riding horses, loving on my dogs, writing poems, painting antlers, and livin' life for Christ. Consider this collection of my w.. more..Writing
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