St Maurice's High School: Matthew Weldon

 

 

Dinner at Tiffany’s


Bright Smiles.

Sincere Smiles.

Genuine Smiles.

More than the waiter can give, as he flashes his patronising grin at me.

The crowd below become loud, and their talk becomes wearisome, as glasses become empty,

We chat, like friends, about trivial matters,

Things that make no difference here nor there.

And, I suppose that that's all I can ask.

We are friends.

We leave the restaurant, stomachs full,
she wishes me a happy birthday.

Thanks Auntie Patricia.

You Too.



by Matthew Weldon