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© 2019 by Denny Balish

  • Denny Balish

God is a Waitress in the Sky


God is like a friendly waitress in the sky

Who has worked

At the local diner

For as long as you can remember


She stands patiently at your side

Pen and pad in hand

While you pour over a long list of menu items

That seems to go on forever


Sweet, salty, spicy, hot

With, without cheese

Plain, a la mode


If you aren’t ready

She’ll come back later

Give you some time

To get yourself together


Sometimes small talk leads

To confessions

Which She absorbs

Like the grease on her ruffled white apron


She might try steering you clear

Of less savory options

Which you can choose to ignore

Because that’s your prerogative


She doesn’t much care what you order

But that you order something

After all

You are taking up valuable real estate


When you’re ready

She jots down on Her little pad

Whatever you select

And goes away for a while


You never know for how long


When you’re really hungry

It seems to take forever

Sometimes she plans it that way

To build character

Because that’s Her prerogative


When your order finally arrives

It can look and smell and taste

Just the way you like it

That makes you happy inside


Or it might look and smell and taste

Disgusting

Which makes you angry

“This is NOT what I asked for!" you yell


But She knows better


With a smile

She turns, and with a slight roll of Her eyes,

Walks back to the kitchen

Where She has a good laugh