Sunday Dinner
Pasta, gravy—or sauce as they call it--
The family all around.
Plates, forks, knives, and spoons,
A basket for the bread.
At 5 o’clock supper is served--
There was a time we would pray.
Now laughs and stories carry us through
And we remember those who sat here first
And how the circle evolved into something much greater.
Each day is a blessing and
We thank each other for the days past and present.
(I need to explore more elements and expand this more.)