Greet and Eat

Shall I wither away like roses in May
When you summarily send me away?

Awaiting a better home up yonder
a man and woman may grow fonder.

As we ponder love's true wonder
Knowing at heaven's gate
A fresh start, clean slate, await
And nobody there ever arrives late
I simply ask God for a mate.

Whereas another woman, a good man's wife,
Beats her drum, plays her fife,
I'll contemplate 'beauty' in life,
while I retreat absent strife.

We will use buckets of cement and sand
To set down roots on our street.

Together let us create a castle grand
And put down foundations beneath our feet.

A testament to mission shall stand
So at Sunday-go-to-Meetin' after we greet
Just rest from labor of your hands,
Sit down, smile and eat!