Woody's Way by Bob Atkinson

“Woody's Way”

(c)2010 Bob Atkinson

wander over to the beach

pass Huntington's Main, a nice street

but nothing here that goes beyond

and brings me feelings like I am home

many people talking loudly

at the tables of sidewalk cafes

similar to the U of A

just something missing, don't know what

move on to find that special spot

ah, Seal Beach, the Pier Street

love that parking without meters

cafes here, cafes there

seems we're late, it's almost twelve

wanted breakfast, guess we're late

until we wander into Woody's place

“Yes” we do it all day long

and “Yes” we'd love to have you stay

mmmmmmmmmmm

Liz is sweet, a pretty face

she fits the mood
with style and skill

she says things right
which calms our fears

an makes us feel she's quite sincere

we sit in the patio chairs

a nice view from here

next table over, is occupied

as we order coffee, smile and hug

“oh, they're leaving can we change?”

a man cleans the table quickly

with style and grace

nearer the sidewalk, a nicer place

“can we sit there?” we ask

he smiles and wipes the deck for us

we move our forks, knives and spoons

to the table overlooking the tourists

he wipes off our first table with a smile

so nice a place to be unoccupied

he knows it won't be long before

another couple comes for food

Maya and Lexi move along

as if on wheels, floating to a song

Stephanie moved around to look

and help out her friends where she could

her daughter won't be along

for a short while, then she'll come

and make Steph smile when she giggles

waves and sneezes as babies do

when middle tickled

as if all this fun, for which we'd pay

were what we'd get for the ticket rate

were the total of our time well spent

watching puppies on the floor recline

our food comes, and it is sublime

'taters cooked with all the spices

eggs and bacon, done just right

coffee best we could imagine

friends we made, as we ate

pets were good, wish ours was too

sidewalk near with those who love

the beach city ambiance

for which we'd come

we wish to thank Liz and Maya

Lexi and Stephanie, Stephanie's baby girl

and the man, who was so nice

to clean our first table

so shortly occupied