Leftovers (A Poem)
When did my kids
Stop eating like birds?
They are already asking me for seconds
And I haven't even had my firsts.
How did they even eat their food so fast?
Seriously, I haven't got a clue.
They had to inhale it like a vacuum
Because there's no way they had time to chew.
|Image courtesy of Pixabay|
Our storage containers are empty and collecting dust.
Seeing them going unused makes me a bit blue.
I mean, come on now, I already had to pay for dinner.
Are you telling me I also have to buy lunch too?
Don't get me wrong, I'm glad my kids aren't starving.
I'm proud of the fact I'm keeping them well-fed and safe.
It's just, sometimes I wonder
If maybe I'm raising miniature versions of Henry the Eighth.
Honestly, I don't mind that they eat.
I just wish they'd save at least some of it for later.
Is it really that much to ask
To have a few more leftovers in our refrigerator?