I have spent decades
mired in entitlement
(a white man’s curse),
A dozen eggs
always in the fridge
but never appreciated.
It’s not that I have
woken up and seen
the light, its probably
just inflation –
but these eggs
look so damn beautiful.
How fortunate I am
just to tell you so.
*Applause!* Nice one, Richard <3
~David
Thank you David, so kind of you to drop in. 🙏
Thank you for sharing the thought! I think each egg appreciates the appreciation!
Thank you for reminding me eggs are awesome. As is your poem.
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Exactly what you said! lol Thanks, Richard. 🙂
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And you appreciate them when they’re not available. Crazy how that’s been. Nice job! 💞
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Your graphic does justice to egg beauty. Remember the slogan of years ago put out by the egg industry: “The incredible edible egg”? Someone in that ad agency was a poet! For me it has mouth appeal akin to “Little Italy.” Just fun to say. Otherwise, I’ve banished “incredible” from my vocabulary. It’s incredibly overused.
Gratitude is a powerful emotion. Bless you
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