This poem is based on Norman Rockwell’s New York Central Diner.
I am deciding what to get
I always get fried eggs
And sausage,
but today is a new year,
And I am trying something new
It has been 365 days since
The last time I looked in this menu,
And 24 hours exactly from when Charles
Greeted me at this very table.
I stare, glaring into the menu with
no idea where to start.
I ask Charles to surprise me,
But he declines.
I start to get nervous I won’t
choose correctly,
So Charles assures me I can
always switch.
Charles knows me better than
Anyone else,
So I choose…
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