Poems

Oh, I just love asparaguses
They're so delicious-and
My Mother says it's quite polite
To take them in your hand.

I make believe that they are fish
And lift them, dripping wet
Way in the air, then drop them down
Into my waiting net.

I bite the heads off first, and then
I eat the bodies, too,
But the tails you're not supposed to eat
'Cause they're not quite cooked thru!

And when I'm finished with my food
And eaten all my fish
There's nothing left but just a row
Of tails upon the dish.

Poem by Sylvia Schwarz from, A Window Box of Verse, copyright: Sam Gabriel Sons & Company, New York

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