My Cookings Poem by Amit Biswas

I never liked cooking!
Never did food-chatting,
Then a day came,
With several dish’s name,
And desire to cook and feed,
Cooking appeared to be a great deed,
I started taking interest,
People around could hardly digest,
But I went ahead undeterred,
Cooked food for her, flattered,
Realized how satiated it felt,
When your cooking someone relished,
I still cook sometimes today,
She’d made that a very special day.
Wish I could feed a baby,
Am I too old to feel her heavy?