John W. McEwers

Veteran Poet - 1,178 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

Ham And Olives - Poem by John W. McEwers

There is a smell
that graces my nostrils -
the darling smell
of ham and of olives.

It is like that night
when the world was right
and we had ham and olives
in celebration of life.

Between ham and olives
you said I'd be a father,
and now ham and olives
is the happiest meal.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010



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