A Loving Dish Poem by JJ Evendon
A Loving Dish
What did I do wrong?
for the feelings we had were strong.
We always enjoyed each other's company and my cooking too.
I was pretty good at salads - even if the leaves were hard to chew.
I may not know one pan from another,
but I do know when it comes to love, it's you and no other.
So let me finish by saying this:
If love be the food of life, you'd be my favourite dish!
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