When Bro and I got home from school,
For both of us, the standing rule
Was finding something good to eat,
A goodie, nosh, a snack, a treat.
When mom was there, we were so glad,
She’d something warm (and never bad),
With cookies, cakes, to name a few,
To savour. Smiling as we’d chew.
But, sadly, when our mom was out,
We had no treats to talk about,
And Bro and I were on our own,
Our snackless state we two’d bemoan.
But soon we learned
to seek and find,
We knew our mom would never mind,
His choice was sardines. In a can.
I’d shudder. Try a different plan.
Soft bread. I’d toast it just a bit,
Light brown was best, I do admit,
Then quickly, ‘fore it cooled (what dread!),
Some peanut butter, thickly spread.
It melted finely to my toast,
T’was just the way I liked it most,
And, to this day, I do recall
That first taste, best one of them all.
I love it still. Just yesterday,
Some peanut butter came my way,
Via bread and knife and jar,
Still my favourite snack by far.
But now I ask of all of you,
Given choice, what would you do?
A sardine tin (like my dear Bro),
Or peanut butter. How’d you go?
Cause Mondays do get knocked a lot,
With poetry, we all besought
To try to make the week begin
With gentle thoughts,
Perhaps a grin?
So Jenny, Charlotte, Mimi, me
Have crafted poems for you to see.
And now you’ve read what we have wrought…
Did we help?
Or did we not?
We'd love to welcome you!
Topics for the next few weeks...
Peanut Butter Day (March 1) TODAY!
Be Nasty Day (March 8)
Pi(e) Day (what else would it be?) (March 15)
World Poetry Day (March 22)
Something on a Stick Day (March 29)
Read a Road Map Day (April 5)
Favorite invention (From Mimi) (April 12)
National Garlic Day (April 19)
The ocean or beach (From Mimi) (April 26)
The best thing about spring (From Mimi) (May 3)
Love the poem, Diane, though I'm with your brother on this one - it would be sardines for me, too (preferably warm, on toast). Here's my effort - I'm not proud of it but under the circumstances It's the best I can manage:
ReplyDeleteIs it wrong of my heart not to give a flutter
When people rave about peanut butter?
‘Cos more often than not it sinks to the gutter.
You see, I’ve not even tasted the stuff:
There’s just something about it that makes me feel rough.
I just don’t understand how folks can’t get enough.
It’s not the colour, nor is it the smell
But something about it makes me feel unwell -
Will I ever get over it? Time will tell.
It may be that it is just my fate that
It is one of those foods that when you rate it,
Like Marmite, you either love it or hate it.
So ‘Peanut Butter Day’ - I’ll give it a miss;
But ‘Pancake Day’ - now that is my bliss!
Not bad at all, SpikesBestMate. Pancake day? Yes please, but alas it has already been.
DeleteHahahahaha! Great poem! And that's okay if you give peanut butter a miss. More for me! ;)
DeleteWell done! While i love the stuff, i can understand how some wouldn't.
DeleteI am with your brother too, sardines and NOT peanut butter. But I would like best to taste some of your mom's creations, they sound scrumptious.
ReplyDeleteReally, two sardine votes before my peanut butter one? I am surprised! My father liked kippered snacks, sort of the same. When I was pregnant with my first child we didn't have a washer and dryer, so I went to a nearby laundromat. Once a woman was eating sardines out of the can with her fingers, and the smell make me ill. I don't think I ever got over it! I know they are good for you (the calcium in the bones and fish oil and all), but nope. Peanut butter all the way. I get the kind that's just peanuts ground at the store.
ReplyDeleteI consider peanut butter to be a daily staple! Your snack is the one that to me sounds devine!
ReplyDeleteI have peanut butter on my toast every morning. The best! Love your poem.
ReplyDeleteFor most of my life, it would have been the peanut butter, but I went through a sardine phase (yes, there's such a thing) when I was around 10 or 11. It was maybe for several months. Don't know why, because, nowadays, I detest sardines.
ReplyDeletePeanut butter, every time.
ReplyDeleteYou tell your story poems in such a fabulous way.
By the way, that's a great change of theme for next week, was favorite cereal not so inspiring, or are we simply doing too much with food too close together?
Oh now the peanut butter crowd is rallying. We can tell that eating PB makes you slow *Huge smile*
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