He Never Miss Their Anniversary (After James L. Dickey)

She sits alone at the dinner table And stares across to an empty chair Wondering if he will appear It's their anniversary A night to remember a kiss, a touch As the veil was lifted to see him smile With a twinkle in his blue eyes She made his favorite meal Southern fried chicken with mashed potatoes A side order of fiddlesticks And a baske of cornbread dipping with butter She eats in silence and then, sighs As she looks over and sees him sitting there Enjoying his meal He seems so real, enough to hold him once more As she stretch out her hand, he fades away Then she goes to phonograph and puts their wedding song His hand slips into hers, and once again they waltz As sh she dreamsof their first kiss