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Chicken Soup

door killea

Chicken Soup


Eat, eat, child eat
she said, as she placed
the big bowl on the table
eat, as much as you are able
the sisters fought
who was to get the neck
loud and noisy meal
welcome she did feel
father constantly joking
mother laughing, noisy
her shoulder length dark hair
the child thought she was so fair
and felt so privileged
to partake of this normality
to be part of this Jewish family
her cup runneth over
when it was served
so did her bowl
chicken soup for her aching soul

Now her own daughter
will ask now and then
to make for her the same again
Chicken Soup for the Soul

feedback van andere lezers

• andremoortgat
  Chicken Soup for the Soul
  Bon appétit !
  killea: thank you so much Andre
  xx
  j
• greta
  Kippensoep is liefde.
  Leuk gedicht!
  killea: indeed it is Greta
  xx
  j

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Totale score: 5

Uitstekend: 2 stem(men), 67%
Goed: 1 stem(men), 33%
Niet goed: 0 stem(men), 0%

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