Being a Chef
Me, I love to cook.
It makes me feel good.
I share my own skill.
Each time that I do.
It gives me such joy.
It may sound odd.
I try each time.
To cook for you.
Fills me with hope.
I do try.
When I do.
To give all.
Make it.
One thing
Burst
Copyright © Hidden Sister | Year Posted 2013
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