Afterschool Snack
A poem for the Snacktime Sonata challenge.
I remember sitting at my desk as the teachers droned on
Excited to go home, thinking it can not be to long.
The bell finally rung and out the classroom I ran
On my way home to eat and have fun was the plan
I remember walking in the door and fresh bread Is what I would smell
I knew what mum had made, oh I knew that smell very well.
Making my way to the counter where the sprinkles stood still
I saw butter melting on warm bread and could barely contain how I feel.
Mum would come to greet me and shake the sprinkles on top.
Hand me a slice of fairy bread and I would be sure not to drop.
Then I take that first bite of this snack that I love
Soft warm bread in my mouth with sweetness above.
The melted butter soaked in with sprinkles stuck on top like glue
If I could have a slice right now, how I would love to share one with you.
But those days are long gone and life must move on
Fairy bread my childhood snack for which my tastebuds were born.
About the Creator
Kyle Preedy
Trying something new, come along for the journey.
Comments (2)
I've never heard of fairy bread before! It seems soooo delicious! Loved your poem!
You make me discover fairy bread for the first time, now I want to try it!