Wednesday, December 30, 2009

My Ode to Oatmeal

Sweet, warm, thick and gooey,
Oh so soft and oh so chewey.

It's yummy when it's hot and pasty,
Throw in raisins, it's even more tasty!

I like warming my hands on the bowl
when the weather's kind of cold.

Of all the breakfast foods there are,
This one beats them out by far,

'Cause nothing compares to how I feel
When I'm eating a bowl of delicious oatmeal!
That was poem #2. Whaddaya think? I do so love oatmeal! Eating some today made me feel so good and mushy inside that I got inspired to make it the subject of my poetry. ^_^


J.N. Future Author said...

I love oatmeal also! yay! *high five*

Nice poem! ^.^ Its a great way to describe it!

also, nice new layout!

Magenta said...

Thanks. It took me a while to set on a subject. But I think I did good. ^_^

And yeah, I thought I needed a change (again). I just saw this and knew that I had to steal it. heehee. Beauty, eh?

Brian said...

Mmmm... that's my usual breakfast! Delicious.