Ode to Pastina

Elisa Nova
Winter is here and the baby is gloomy

She will not shut up and mom's feeling loony

Baby says 'waaaah' and mom's had enough

She pulls out the card that will end the sob stuff

She heads to the kitchen and grabs a small box

A pot and a spoon and cold water in stocks

She boils and stirs and holds baby back

'Yum Yum' says baby, almost ready to attack

Finally the bribe goes into the strainer

Butter is mixed in and mom's feeling saner

Barilla's Pastina touches two tongues

'Hmm' says mom, and baby echoes 'yum yum!'

It's all better know that Pastina is here

And baby plays nicely in the warm atmosphere

Mom sneaks more tastes and closes her eyes

'It's just like old times' she blissfully sighs.

Published by Elisa Nova

Recently married and living in the NYC area, Elisa has been writing and translating for the past 10 years. She currently work as a legal proofreader, in-house and freelance. Elisa was born in Italy and is pe...  View profile

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  • Linda M. McCloud3/23/2009

    Cute

  • Lisa Curcio2/23/2009

    =)

  • Gayle Crabtree1/8/2009

    Neat poem. I haven't even thought about Pastina in years!

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