Sweetness : Relationship Poetry

With a smile she is always ready

No frown she would ever let us see

But I know she is a sweet lady

Cause she just sweetened my tea.

My hunger gets the better of me

But her smile just brightens my day

Do I want some soup or fricassee

Whatever the price is, I'll pay.

With a flair she performs her task

Serving soup by the bowl and cup

And then suddenly she simply asks

Do you want me to ring you up.

Ring me up, now that is funny

What ever is it she would prefer

Does she simply want my money

Or does she need a phone number.

Ah, better be safe and pay the bill

Sweetness does not like an egotist

And it would really be a bitter pill

To wind up on her "one of them list".

With a smile she is always ready

No frown she would ever let us see

But I know she is a sweet lady

Her finger just sweetened my tea. . . . .

                                   Nobody Special