Warmed up some leftover soup
I didn’t really want it you see
It wasn’t sounding too good to me
Yet when the spoon reached my lips
Oh was I glad to have it
Creamy and warm, I savored every bit
Life’s a little like leftover soup
It may seem gross but turns out to be a blessing
Keep life like that soup
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Comments3
Ah! I’ll take two big ladles of soup! Great poem
Coming right up! Thanks for the comment Demar!
A great analogy well written in good form
Thank you very much Soren! It was just something quick I put together.
You are welcome and sometimes it is inspiration that comes and goes quickly and must be put down before it evaporates
Life is a blessing for sure. Nice comparison with soup. Savour every bite. 🙂
Thank you so much for your comment! I’m really glad you understood my analogy.
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