DINNER TABLE
Many consider it old fashion to sit and talk at supper
This is for old country folks not for those of the city and upper
But let me tell you it was more than a place to dine
It was a time of good cheer as we poured out our hearts without a
whine.
The dinner table steaming with all sorts of goodies from cornbread to rolls
Our mouths couldn’t keep from watering from the smell of casseroles
Cold pink lemonade would soon grace our palettes and quench our parched
lips
Can’t hardly wait to bring it to our mouths for that first sip.
At the dinner table saying grace to God before we tasted our meal
It was never taken lightly it was a big deal
To be thankful to have a family together and food on our table to eat
It was a wonderful blessing indeed to fellowship at the table
we would meet.
It was not only a time to eat our meal
But a time to vent how each and every one of us feel
When all was ready as we passed the plates
If you were not there when grace was said you never ate.
After a couple of times of going hungry it taught you never to be late
You learned never to forsake family values or deal with the
hand of fate
Before you left the table you made sure your plate was clean
If you did not finish your meal there would be another scene.
No one left the table until all had eaten their bread
As soon as it was over we all made ready for bed
No late T.V. or a date sitting on the couch
You can ask sister of the consequences and to this she will vouch.
If your friend is at the dinner table when meal is over it is time to leave
To be caught lingering would be shameful and something in which to
grieve
You had better get your stuff and start to make track
Some learned their lesson and never came back.
At the dinner table you was taught respect
Only one person spoke at a time or you experienced shipwreck
No disorder or out of place were you my dear chap
Unless you wanted to loose some teeth from Grandma’s backhand
slap.
There was no such thing as something hidden at the dinner table
All had to bare their sins and do their duty when able
The hand that did the feeding was given honor and praise
For the hard work as a provider during all their working days.
When mother gave that certain look and father begins to grumble
You had better watch yourself or else get ready to rumble
The dinner table was cleaned before everyone made their way
Thanking God, as they got ready to sleep for another blessed day.
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