Published Author or Sweet Potato

The soft sweet potato. 
Is known, like me. 
I like to be a published author sometimes. 
The soft sweet potato. 
A pie, so nice. 
If I were mashed up and sugar was added. 
Then more sugar was added because the recipe was wrong…
I would burst out of the pie a published author. 
Ta da!
Sometimes, I have a book.
Or not. 
The soft sweet potato sounds. 
Pillowly, yet crusty on the outside. 
Steam trapped like me. 
I can be an author sometimes. 
Or growing from the ground. 
A pie is so nice like me. 
But a sweet potato doesn’t know how to sprout arms, just tangled leaves. 
But I do. 
Write and act published. 
Like the best known recipe in the world.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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October 8, 2025 at 1:23 PM
Dear Angelica, absolutely delightful! This poem is so much fun and perfectly showcases your wonderfully whimsical imagination. I think you will be a published author, I see it in your future. This was a truly unique and charming read! Autumn Blessings, Angelica, Daniel
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