Caren Krutsinger Poet Personification

Set Me On High

Put me on the cold, hard flat stove top
Fill me with water, and turn the boil button on
Throw in potatoes, carrots, or eggs.
Set the timer to low.
Turn my handle inside, so children are safe.
My bottom will get warm.
I might even glow.
If you have no potatoes, carrots or eggs
fill me with water, and dunk in some tea bags
Leave my lid under the counter. 
I do not like it.
It feels confining.

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Sam Kauffman January 19, 2020 at 5:15 PM What delightful poem - Caren. Would be wonderful for every age or acted out! Love the last line. Caren Krutsinger January 20, 2020 at 1:01 AM Thank you Sam. I do not EVER want to feel confined.

Michelle Faulkner January 19, 2020 at 2:30 PM That's just what my pot sounds like (in my head) especially about the lid confining it! Caren Krutsinger January 20, 2020 at 1:01 AM Smile. Giggle. Giggle.