Poetry School
I hope you are growing,
ready for the cookery jewel
Precious food started as a seed,
but love and care,
from nature's universe was there
I placed my hands,
into the compost that expands
I also gave them,
water as their drink
When the raindrops fell,
from the sky,
they didn't sink,
they enjoyed their drink
The water made them blink
Telling them it is time to wake,
as poetry school needs you,
for a beautiful cookery jewel

© 2023 Carol Natasha Diviney