A Poem
Let’s go to the market and
Laugh at the flowers, then
We can look at all the cereal.
We’ll grab a basket for our
Cinnarolls and Baguettes.
Tour the isles just to
See what there is.
How can we forget to find
Ingredients to make
Our Tiera Misu?
I don’t want to be at the
Store with anyone else but
You my little moo, with
People there saying
“Look at those silly two!
Dancing in the dairy section
Singing some tune”
This might be a poem
But we know it’s true.
We’ll have lots of fun
Squeezing tomatoes that
Go with our pesto.
Let’s go to the market
Where our own world
Exists at last.
We can get so much joy
Out of such a simple task.
~Dedicated to Alessandra~
