Ode to an Onion

Steven West
You make me cry.
I don't know why.
You look so fresh and yellow.
You make me cry.
I'd rather say hi.
You are a jolly fellow.
But I'm sorry to say,
You are going away.
I'm sending you for a loop.
For you'll look grand
Upon my hand.
As I place you into my soup.

Published by Steven West

I have a passion for creative writing and political discourse. Happily married for over 24 years, I have 2 children and work with special needs kids in the public schools. I enjoy making people laugh and sm...  View profile

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  • Lodie Quezada1/19/2012

    great.

  • Lorraine Yapps Cohen1/17/2012

    Like loved ones that make us cry tears of joy, onions have become part of our loving families!

  • Delicia Powers1/17/2012

    Yummy poem Steven:0)

  • Peter Flom1/17/2012

    Hehe

  • Martin Kloess1/16/2012

    brought tears to my eyes

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