So, for my ward Family Home Evening tonight we made donuts and wrote donut poetry. These two poems were my contributions:
Ode to Donut
O Donut, Dear donut
ring of goodness with a hole
with sprinkles or with nuts
your yummy goodness fills my soul
Filled with creme or frosted
or sugared powd'ry white
from Krispie Kreme or Albertsons,
You fill me with delight.
The Paradox of Donut
Though you are empty
in the center
I do not find you
hollow
awesome poems! Good job Val. I remember those crazy, funny days... ah to be that creative and free again! You'll never look at donuts the same way.
ReplyDeleteAnd by the way, to you prefer the more phonetically correct spelling donut, or the etymologically derived doughnut?
Love, Sarah