My Table

Come, my friend. Sit with me,

Join my table, have some tea.

Coffee, milk, or have some juice,

Whatever you like, whatever you choose.

Always remember, my table is open,

Do not be shy, dine with me often.

The food I serve, would not cost a penny,

But it sure is enough to warm your belly.

For dessert, my friend, the sweets of your choosing,

A reward deserved, after a lot of eating,

Tell me a story, with each bite of cake,

If it's not enough, I'll be happy to bake.

So remember, my friend,

My table is free,

It was, it is, and it always will be.

I'd always be ready to welcome a friend,

I'll be waiting for you, no need for reservation.