Breakfast at the Regal
By David Smith December 12, 2009
The warm feeling of bacon and eggs;
The toast, and the jam; the flavor that begs;
To start a Saturday at the market in the cold;
The vendors are few and the weather is bold.
In at the Regal; the only place on Main;
A satisfying breakfast to everyone’s gain;
The sun makes its appearance
The breath it is seen
A taste of winter; but not like the past had been.
The Regal; the memories, nostalgia on the wall;
To satisfy a hunger; when nature would call;
Think of the past, the good times of old.
Listen to the stories.
Now new ones are told.