Moutwatering Gift

a poem about one of life's simple pleasures. More important as I get older.

 

MY toast is seared

Begs to be devoured

Fruit of the earth  -

Aromatic, brown grains

Crusty, uneven

Spread light butter

Best with sweet, chunky strawberry jam

Savor each bite upon bite

Toasty, texture over tongue

The total taste

Teased flavor inhaled through nostrils

Swallow, bite to my heart’s delight

And think �"

Ah, the wonderful tangible things;

More promises ahead

Such joy from such simple, splendid bread

Crunch, crunch

Satisfied for now with this abundance

Hardly can contain myself

Push aside those artificial, material treasures

Nothing compares to this remarkable mouth-watering

Healthy gift!