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Childhood Snacks

Yummies for my Tummy

By C S.Published 3 years ago • 1 min read
Childhood Snacks
Photo by João Pedro Freitas on Unsplash

Coming home as afternoon time is here!

The cabinets are empty as I feared.

After search high then low.

I am finding nothing there to see.

Disappointment is on my mind, but nothing new, you see.

As it is something, I know all to well.

I slide into the chair by the table with a frown.

Only to look down at the table top, there do I find.

A strip of gold made into a paper crown encircling a jar.

A lid of white with a note from mother attached.

She wrote, I know it isn't much but it's best, I can do and of it's all for you.

Fast food cracker were there and a knife layed next to the stack.

So tonight I will eat well and all will be swell.

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    Written by C S.