Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah

A Little Diner Affair

Dinah worked whatever paid rent, 
careers were reserved for the ‘burbs
She didn’t always like the jobs,
Especially ones working kerbs.

She hoped one day she’d make it,
She believed it in her mind.
But no matter how hard she tried,
People didn’t accept her kind.

Like stubbing a toe when already broke,
Life kept kicking her hard.
Her spirit stayed strong, never wavering,
Biding time to play her card.

For all those years, she squirrelled away,
A little here and there.
It wasn’t much, but Dinah bought
A little diner affair.

And when those folks who’d snubbed her,
Wanted coffee at her door,
She turned them away and Dinah said,
“Not bad huh? For a whore!”

For Dinah’s diner catered only,
for a very special few,
who battle life doing what they must,
just to make it through.

She took whatever they could pay,
And sometimes that was nought.
It mattered not, for she knew so well,
The struggles that they fought.

It wasn’t about the money.
It wasn’t about the glory.
She just believed everyone deserved,
A chance to change their story.

By Sarah ©2017


Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, First Line Friday – August 4th 2017

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8 thoughts on “A Little Diner Affair”

      1. that’s great to hear, will look for it when I get down there next .. stole their name from the band Mental as Anything, that brings back great memories of days gone by 🙂

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