My Big Red Tomato
MY BIG RED TOMATO
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
Stopped by a roadside stand last week
Just out of curiosity I thought I’d peek
At yellow corn and small red potatoes
But mesmerized by the big red tomatoes
Mouth was watering awaiting the taste
I’ll eat it all leaving nothing to waste
On to the kitchen and washing them off
I’ll wait a day or so to let them get soft
Well the time is here and they are ripe
Time to satisfy my gastronomical hype
Onto the table then a horizontal slice
A quarter inch thick my palate to entice
Fresh Italian bread cut at a slant and thin
Sandwich this good should be branded a sin
Bursting with juice and so fleshy and firm
Heavenly flavor my taste buds confirmed
It was that slight sprinkling of salt, I believe
That topped off the ecstatic result I achieved
I’m going back to that stand experience teaches
This time I’m opting for those big yellow peaches
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