Supper time by Tadia Foster

Supper time

By Tadia Foster

Clear crystal plate before me,

sheltered on a snowy endless table.

Honey-bathed biscuits awake my inner senses,

beside me the Queen who saved her people from destruction.

I gaze around my surroundings,

Blissful to be present.

As I take my seat, a voice greets me saying,

“Relish your meal faithful servant.”