Tuesday, April 14, 2020
Ode to My Hardboiled Egg
Ode to My Hardboiled Egg
You came into this world ready
to be whatever was needed from you --
glue, to hold together a cake,
glaze, to make a pastry shine,
shell, to become a work of art,
sustenance, to give my body the strength
to do whatever the world needs from me.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2020
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Eggs,
Poetry Month 2020
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For adding a bit of devilment, too. Love this, Mary Lee. It makes me wonder about the first who discovered the egg as food? And then onto the things you mentioned!
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