A chocolate finger, marshmallow or two

I lifted the lid in dismay

A carrot, a plum

Wedge of cheese; the size of my dad’s thumb

Hoping for jam sandwiches, on triangle bread

No such luck: Left over stew, potatoes like lead

Don’t be ungrateful, some kids don’t get fed

Feeling guilty; after giving the ducks my dinner instead

Now I appreciate my mum’s savoury delights

Fewer trips to the dentist, to fight the decay

Perhaps my little one’s will have sushi; and hummus with pitta

I just hope they’ll eat it all up; and it doesn’t end up as litter.

This poem was inspired by a poem written by Hugo Williams - Scratches.

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