Beneath the gentle glow of twilight’s embrace,
We gather ’round the table, a familiar place.
Laughter dances with the clinking of glass,
Stories unfold as the moments pass.
The aroma of spices fills the air,
As dishes are passed with loving care.
Each bite a symphony of flavors deep,
In the comfort of company, memories we keep.
The world outside may spin and race,
But here we find a steady pace.
Eyes meet, smiles bloom, hearts connect,
In this sacred ritual, we reflect.
As the night whispers its gentle song,
We linger here, where we belong.
In the simple act of eating together,
We weave bonds that time cannot sever.