Lost Friend

Have you ever lost your appetite? I was sick a year ago  and lost my dear friend, my appetite. It was the first time that had ever happened to me, and I must say, it was very weird. So weird that I wrote this little poem about it.

Oh, by the way, my little friend has been back for a while now and is thriving.

 

“Oh, where did you go, my little friend?
I searched for you in the fridge,
Thinking perhaps you would be devouring that forgotten pie.
But you were not there.”
“I floated through the tall, fragrant weeds,
Sure I would spot your silly face buried in sauce.
But you were not there. “
“I swam through a channel of chunky soup
And chocolaty smoothies,
But I did not find you.”
“I beat the pavement checking the vestibules
Of fast food boxes
And underneath the fresh grains and greens of the market.
But you were not there.”
“I miss you, my little friend.
Life is not the same without you.
It is dull, bland, even painfully empty.
This pudding and cake life
I cannot take.
I am  waiting patiently for your return.”

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