Blue Ribbon Cafe

It's way out past the city limits,
off an old dirt road...
almost hidden...quite out of the way...
The owner likes her privacy,
as does her clientele...
they all enjoy her "Blue Ribbon Cafe"...

It used to be an old abandoned shack,
from years gone by,
with crooked walls and holes
worn through the floor...
Half the roof was missing,
but it had a gorgeous view,
and the only thing worth saving
was the door...

Now, anybody else would laugh
, then shake their head and run...
It wasn't worth the price, or so it seemed...
But one man's garbage is another's treasure,
as they say...
and this turned out to be her long-lost dream...

She scrubbed and polished, spit and shined,
and cleaned up all the mess...
then hired all the workers she could get...
They plumbed...rewired...built...re-roofed,
and made it straight and strong...
But still it wasn't finished...
not just yet!

From deep within her antique trunk,
she pulled a hand-carved sign...
She couldn't help but shed a tear or two...
he'd carved a treble clef of ribbons,
on a block of oak...
then, somehow,
he had turned the whole thing blue...

She'd loved the man with heart and soul...
but he had not survived...
She'd kept the dream alive along the way...
and now she hung the sign,
above the shiny old oak door...
It read: "Welcome to the Blue Ribbon Cafe"...

She knows she'll do good business,
and because it's out of town,
it's a haven for creative friends and such...
The scenery is inspiring,
such a wonder to behold...
The setting here was forged by God's own touch...

Tonight she's planned a gathering,
for the poets that she knows...
She met her friends upon a Passion's site...
With food for all, and all their dates,
and spirits flowing free,
tonight is designated: "Poet's Night"!

Her memories still lay in her heart,
and his is kept alive,
by sharing what they had along the way...
So, here's to "Poet's Night",
and here's to lovers and their dreams...
They're welcome at her Blue Ribbon Cafe...