ode to Saturday supper

ode to Saturday supper

for supper on a weekend night
was a meal we thought just right
mom started cooking Friday late
a full day we had to wait.

in the morn she was on time
in the kitchen cooking sublime
this recipe wasn’t the same
yet, for certain, of local fame.

at sundown waiting for mom
and the tasty meal to come
she brought the server and bowl
that all along was our goal.

sitting there on the table
a supper of Boston fable
tasty, filling, and I should’ve said
franks, baked beans and brown bread.