Goldfinch60

The Cook.

The oil goes in the pan,

And my love goes in with it.

As I prepare the meal I wonder,

I wonder what will it be this time?

Will it be an Italian dish

Full of reds and greens

With tomatoes and basil?

Or will glorious spices

Create the smell of India

With the yellow richness showing through?

I never know,

I never plan until I stand in the kitchen,

But in any dish that I make

It will be always have two things in it,

My passion for cooking,

And as ever,

It will be seasoned with love.