The Waitress served a hot steaming plate
full of hot open-faced roast beef sandwiches covered in gravy
with a large side order of wisdom.
I never asked for the wisdom-
She just bore it all down upon me
like a welcoming rain
in the hottest heat of summer when there’s been
nothing but draught.
I was doing light reading on medicine and blessings-
putting pieces together
all shimmery and faint.
She caught me off guard with her chatter.
She was older than I
and she was weathered both
by age and time.
Beneath her carved out wrinkles
her eyes seemed to swell upwards-
She seemed impossibly knowledgable
in things bizarre and highly improbable.
Yet it was wisdom just the same.
You would be surprised how much you can learn,
if you are only willing to quiet down
Like a gem in the raw
The waitress shone brightly
as she dashed out a double heaping
of old timey wisdom.
I left her a nice tip on the table,
I never did quite catch her name.
I was in far too much of a hurry-
because it had started to Rain.
I never saw her again, but just so you know-
older people have the most wonderful tales to tell
and they will share them with you,
if you ask a few questions and show them sincere respect,
the are full of all sorts of answers
you just would not expect.
The waitress severed Wisdom.