Thursday, April 22, 2010

Poem-A-Day - April 21

Today's prompt: Write about "according to..."
My Mother never did things
according to the recipe.
She freely substituted whatever
she had on hand.
A child of the depression,
putting a whole cup of butter
in any recipe
ran against her grain.
A daughter has to rebel somehow.
Accordingly, I myself like extravagance.
I'm more likely to double
the amount of butter in the recipe
buy the best cut of meat,
use real cream in my fair trade coffee.
I wonder what my daughter will do?


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