A Different World
My candlelight flickers
In the same Delta breeze
That tosses around the trees;
Across the yard.
“Who needs it anyhow! ”
Precedes the slap of placed bet;
Fans snap open,
Click and swish
At cool summer sweat;
Crackling, sizzling steaks.
Oh give me a break
Not the evening I planned
I’m outmanned tonight.
Still, that catchy Salsa
Drowns out the daily grind;
Picks up my spirits.
I pour my wine
Enjoy my precious down time;
Let it all take me away
To that other world tonight
Ole’! Ole’! !
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