Last day of November,
Where’s the year gone?
It’s still there,
Right where we left it.
I cooked enough food
For two days
But feel like
Eating the whole thing!
Must be a cold winter
On the way,
If that’s
What’s happening;
Food, food,
It always
Comes back
To food,
I watched
As I got involved
In cooking,
Mindfully attentive
And then,
When eating,
Forgot
All about it,
What fun,
Getting involved
And forgetting
And remembering again;
I’m not sure
What it means
Or what use
To which if can be put
But at least it’s enjoyable, anyway.
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