The empty space, ☆Happy☆ table
happy chairs and I with a morose face
loan is hiking, bankers shouting but
we as in the home feeling happy
reason- we are fallen in love, love with
grilled chicken, lobster, and hungry stomachaches.
the first one entered into or stepped in
then next and finally all our chairs fallen
in love with our lovable food
that's how we run, and I
tackle our banker softly - happy!
the manager wished after a year
and my wife - kissed on my hand
uttered softly - sorry
the empty space was laughing
the void was sounding full
and I - as I am always with my happy hour.

© mystiic