Words can create magic and I want to get lost in them for some part of each day.

February 7, 2011

Oooh Eggs !

Fried Eggs
Fried eggs
With lacy brown edges
Somewhat tattered -
With a Sunshine heart
That oozes with cheesy,buttery
Warmth and Goodness.
Just an Egg. 
I am just an egg
I get addled,scrambled .
You can break my heart easily
Turn me to mush.
But when the heat is on:
I  can stand it with aplomb,
Know anyone who can
be cracked , coddled, but still remains whole :
without whom you can not start the day ?


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