To many of us, chocolate is comfort food. And, since we can all use some comfort, what better day than today, Chocolate Day? I hope you enjouy my little chocolaty poem:
CHOCOLATE ME
In my next life, I’ll be chocolate.
Sometimes nutty, sometimes smooth,
Sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet,
Or hiding a squishy center.
Harmless in moderation
But increasingly expensive.
A melting mess in warm hands
While maintaining my allure.
Adding weight to the over-burdened.
Raising spirits periodically.
Hazardous in extremes.
A cause of sibling rivalries
(Fighting over me!)
Plus a rapid thumping heart
And a crawling belly ache.
There will be those who want me gone,
Yet secretly crave more of me.
Yes, that’s what I will be–
Sort of like I am now.
But in that day, when I’m chocolate,
Everyone will love me.
——- Jackie O’Donnell
