More Whipped Cream, Please

I have a new delightful friend, I'm almost in awe of her;
When we first met I was impressed, By her bizarre behavior.

That day I had a date with friends, We met to have some lunch;
Mae had come along with them, All in all ... a pleasant bunch.

When the menus were presented, We ordered salads, sandwiches and soups;
Except for Mae who circumvented, And said, 'Ice cream, please.  Two scoops."

I was not sure my ears heard right, And the others were aghast;
Along with heated apple pie, Mae smiled, completely unabashed.

We tried to act quite nonchalant, As if people did this all the time;
But when our orders were brought out I did not enjoy mine.

I could not take my eyes off Mae, As her pie a la mode went down;
The other ladies showed dismay, They ate their lunches and they frowned.

Well, the next time I went out to eat, I called and invited Mae;
My lunch contained white tuna meat, She ordered a parfait.

I smiled when her dish I viewed,  She asked if she amused me;
I answered, 'Yes, you do, And you also do confuse me.

'How come you order rich desserts When I feel I must be sensible?"
She laughed and said, with wanton mirth, I am tasting all that's possible.

'I try to eat the food I need, And do the things I should;
But life's too short, my friend, indeed, I hate missing out on something good.

"This year I realized I was old," She grinned, "I've not been this old before;
So, before I die, I've got to try, Those things for years I have ignored.

I've not smelled all the flowers yet, And too many books I have not read;
There's more fudge sundaes to wolf down, And kites to be flown overhead.

"There's many malls I have not shopped, I've not laughed at all the jokes;
I've missed a lot of Broadway hits, And potato chips and Cokes.

"I want to wade again in water, And feel ocean spray upon my face;
Sit in a country church once more, And thank God for his grace.

'I want peanut butter every day, Spread on my morning toast;
I want unlimited long-distance calls, To the folks I love the most.

"I've not cried at all the movies yet, Not walked in the morning rain;
I need to feel wind in my hair, I want to fall in love again.

'So, if I choose to have dessert, Instead of having dinner;
If I should die before nightfall, You'd have to say I died a winner.

'That I missed out on nothing, That I had my heart's desire;
That I had that final chocolate mousse, Before my life expired.'

With that, I called the waitress over, 'I've changed my mind, it seems,'
I said, 'i want what sheis having, Only add some more whipped cream!"

Virginia (Ginny) Ellis