Ode to my Fridge
It’s there everyday,
waiting
for the hungry child to open the door,
and cure the everlasting problem of
famine.
It cures all:
sadness,
distress,
and anger.
Leaving residue of a smile.
It also asks for nothing in return.
We take,
and take,
and take,
and eat.
Praying.
Its payment will be all so sweet.
It sleeps all day,
until,
the door is opened,
and a sliver of light is released.
By waking up the fridge,
you will receive a special treat.
Good job with the personification and the number of lines and the repation
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem! Very true. I enjoyed how you added the point that a refrigerator can always make your day better and that there is something about food that just makes us happy.
ReplyDeleteHappy poem, interesting topic and positive mood.
ReplyDeleteI like how your poem used the fridge as something that gives happiness.
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