I Love Your Corn on the Cob
and post notes and photos about your poem like Andrea Dietrich.
Grandma, I love your corn on the cob.
I can eat more of it than Uncle Bob.
I’m ready for more and hardly can wait
for all of that goodness there on the plate!
For all of that corn on the cob, golly gee -
a whole stick of butter you better bring me!
Just look at the dog; he wants some too.
He can just lick the plate when I am through!
October 4, 2019
Based on Picture #3
For Eve Roper's Realism Art Poetry Contest
Note: I actually do have an uncle Bob, but I out-ate him for everything!!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019