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If I Could Host a Dinner

If you could host a dinner and anyone you invite was sure to come, who would you invite?

I’d call the wise, the kind, the true,
The ones who see a soul right through.
Not just the famed with stories grand,
But those with warmth in heart and hand.

A poet, a monk, and my children too,
With wonder wide and joy so true.
And if love came and took a seat,
That night, the stars would taste so sweet.