She sat down to feast <br />at Life's Table <br />polishing stars <br />for the summer night; <br />drinking flower-petal nectar <br />from hollow vessels <br />made of moon-beams <br />and candle light. <br /> <br />She made angel cake <br />from pixie dust, <br />angel breath <br />and laughter steams <br />warmed in sun-ovens <br />splayed across the sky <br />for the Star-Children to eat. <br /> <br /> <br />Her main course <br />was Laughter Pie <br />served in crystal <br />goblets <br />from Jupiter-Sky <br />and Saturn-Rings. <br /> <br /> <br />The whole canape of night-sky <br />was moved in doors that night <br />affixing stars <br />to the draperies <br />providing soft light. <br /> <br />The planets <br />dressed themselves up <br />in purples, blues and greens <br />a genuflection to the Eternities. <br /> <br />There was orchid wine <br />rose-bud souffle <br />Softened Twilight <br />twinkling, poured and mixed <br /> <br />with warm hearts, heightened spirits <br />and deep souls that night. <br /> <br />The music of the Heart Song <br />beat strong; <br />The message was clear: <br /> <br />Life is beautiful; <br />enjoy it while <br />you're here. <br /> <br />There won't be <br />any <br />Leftovers <br />left over.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/be-sure-to-eat-at-the-feast/