We Meet Again

August 28, 2009
By Mrs. Durfee BRONZE, Park City, Utah
Mrs. Durfee BRONZE, Park City, Utah
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I walked across the room;
there it was. The tantalizing
smell,
the mouth watering
look,

with its deep maroon color
and never
ending generosity

to


me,

there it was. I cherished the way I heard it bubble,
the bubbles that took forever to pop.
This was it, it was time Mom let it descend
into the bowl.


She


slid
it toward me.

I twirled my fork in this Italian work of art.
I opened my mouth there it was the flavor it was like nothing
I'd ever had,
yet this had happened so many times
before.

Over and over I went through with this
mouthwatering experience.
Slowly but surely it was gone
I was full
looking at the bowl that once secured its flavor.

I will wait for the time
when spaghetti and I meet again!


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Schubster said...
on Sep. 24 2009 at 7:18 pm
haha so funny and original. Great job! :)

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qwerty42 GOLD said...
on Sep. 24 2009 at 5:11 pm
qwerty42 GOLD, Waverly, Kentucky
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Favorite Quote:
Do or do not, there is no try. -Yoda

gosh i love spaghetti...


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