Over the hills, a hotel grand and wide,
My parents said, “Order what you’d like, take a ride.”
I scrolled through the menu, a culinary delight,
And chose my meal, with all the things bright.
I ordered fries, juice, and chocolate mousse too,
My stomach growled, anticipating the treat anew.
The wait was long, but finally, the bell did ring,
I opened the door, and my heart started to sing.
The food arrived, and I couldn’t bear the wait,
Hot, steamed fries rolled in, a savory, sweet fate.
The cold juice refreshed me, a perfect pair,
And the chocolate mousse, a decadent delight to share.
March, 2025
