You might have your mindset calmed....
or you might fall madly in love with another waitress...
Back in August I met an angel I will never forget.
Time to kill, so why not in a hip part of steel town
Narrow road, red brick and yellow steel vignette
Whispers of steel workers told me to write them down.
I looked at the curbside sign for the Piccolo Forno
Smiled at the BYOB and decided to venture in
The smell of garlic, now I lust for a bordeaux.
To not feast on the moment would be a sin.
I find a spot against the wall with room to write
Focused and self absorbed I grab my pad & pen
Just as I begin a red leather menu is in my site
I instinctively thank her and begin to write again.
Moments later I hear “do you have any questions?”
I look up and suddenly am swept inside her eyes
We share a smile, “do you have a suggestion?”
I agreed to any she said, wow what a prize.
Her choppy black hair bangs and long neck
Quickly I thought this woman is Daphne Moon.
Jokingly I kept asking questions to hear to her talk
Papardelle, farro, Lemon Risotto, better order soon.
A panini with soppressata was it, and she left
Also with my thoughts as she turned so graceful
I tried to write but anticipated being bereft
And indeed left with only memories of an Allegheny angel
© Dave Schipper 2011 Rose Riversongs
As I signed the bill I looked down to see her name in the bill.... Sabrina... magical. I so highly recommend Piccolo Forno Lawrenceville (a neighborhood in Pittsburgh)... just watch out... you might fall in love again too...