Classic Poem

There is always a place for you at my table,
—You never need be invited.
I'll share every crust as long as I'm able,
—And know you will be delighted.
There is always a place for you by my fire,
—And though it may burn to embers,
If warmth and good cheer are your desire
—The friend of your heart remembers!
There is always a place for you by my side,
—And should the years tear us apart,
I will face lonely moments more satisfied
—With a place for you in my heart!

There is always a place for you at my table,
—You never need be invited.
I'll share every crust as long as I'm able,
—And know you will be delighted.
There is always a place for you by my fire,
—And though it may burn to embers,
If warmth and good cheer are your desire
—The friend of your heart remembers!
There is always a place for you by my side,
—And should the years tear us apart,
I will face lonely moments more satisfied
—With a place for you in my heart!