Food Poem by Aimee Brimson
Food
Taste bursting flavours
Chopping on the work tops
Peeling at the sink
We're sweating by the cooker.
Adding herbs, spices, cream and water
Making a variety of smells
Washing up and putting away
Finalising those dishes
Before all sitting down at the desk,
Now writing, writing their evaluation
Of the things that went best.
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: food
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