Childs Memory Of Homemade Soup Poem by Sharron Stephenson
Childs Memory Of Homemade Soup
place a bowl of homemade soup,
the best soup in the world,
bacon pieces cubes of tattes,
grated carrots,
onions which made you cry,
lenlits are red,
thickens the soup,
children fights who gets,
the sliver bowl,
the winter warmer,
cold hands,
a red nose,
a joke to mam,
which makes her laugh,
a good childhood memory
Oh it really a memory digging poem hahahaha...i can imagine how it was as you really create a good picture very well...a memory album by words! ! ! the homade soup maybe delicious to eat, also memorable to visit :) _Unwritten Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/18/2024 12:11:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem made me think of my grandmother and her homemade soups. Thanks for posting.