gkpoetry

A barbecue for friends, some hers some his
From work and school, took place that sunny day
In their suburban yard. Funny was this
In an odd sort of way, it was early May,
And Hope’s blossoms did seem well underway.

He smiled and chatted with friends, old and new,
While back in the shade, she tended the barbecue.

She flipped the burgers and filled the buns. Not quite
Hectic, she stole a knowing, on edge glance
Toward her friend. Her husband, cheery and bright,
Returning for seconds disturbed her trance.