the waiter

the waiter is too happy.
too nice,
too friendly. too chatty
and present.
he brings you more
water, always with the pouring
of water.
butter, bread.
how's the bread, he asks.
isn't it good.
we make it here.
he gives you his suggestions,
and says that whatever
you have chosen
is his favorite.
he's a nice person.
he's trying so hard
as he interrupts your
conversation, your mouths
full of food.
there is nothing he won't
do for your table,
except leave you alone.
you understand though.
you've been that young
and eager. you like him
and know that he will learn.