Keth Caterers From Dandenong Poem by nimal dunuhinga

Keth Caterers From Dandenong



In my simple kitchen
Food is still warm
And I have a secret Recipe
That's the cleanliness.
Cuisine really Asian and bit spicy
But please don't worry.
When the water's boiling
I pour you a fine Sri Lankan blend Tea
Of Broken Orange pekoe
Into your tiny porcelain cups.
And I am sure you go home happily
But the weekends your crazy wallets cry
Let's go there once again.
I am sorry these days little lull
As I was pregnant and temporary shut the windows
When my little Rascal comes to the town
Your kettle boils again!

*To my daughter Tharindu and Son-in-law Kelum for their determination, where they reside in Australia.

Saturday, September 18, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: crazy,daughter
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kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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