Sunday Dinner

it's really a dinner party tonight,
where we supply the wine and after dinner tea,
they bring the chicken and brussel sprouts;
it all comes together at the pink dinette
and we all look so grown up and the
conversation so civilized.
i know there are scribble marks under the table
and maybe some chewing gum that came from
that mouth across the table,
we've all come a long way.