Garlic, Basil, zucchinis and prosciutto
Made my day with baked potato.
When all the supplies fill my refrigerator
It’s time to spread the delicious odor.
Picking, slicing, seasoning, cooking
Feeding and my boyfriend pleasing
Made my breakfast , my lunch, my diners
Until the day I lost all my refiners.
Spices, aromatic herbs, oils, vinegars,
All at once slipped through my fingers.
Delicious meals from Sundays past,
Without a proper stash, they won’t last.