Here is one of my early poems. I wrote it during a tough time in my life. I am excited to share it with the world!
Soul Food
That’s cooking with love
You know what I mean?
On the side mama made homemade salad and bread
Mama sometimes cooked all night with out even going to bed
She sauteed, baked and fried
When she was finished everything was good
That ain’t no lie
We had glazed Baby Back ribs
Everybody was up in our crib
From mac and cheese
From pies to fruit deserts
That would work
How sweet thy soul food
That’s an even beat
Now let’s sit and eat
Bon Appetit!
Very well worded,makes me remember when my mother would cook & we sat down as a family for dinner!