Abraham, Rachel, Soren and Liam. Our life together in Smalltown, Idaho.

Friday, December 26, 2008

Poet in Residence

Abe has taken to scribbling poetry in the kitchen late at night. It's always fun to stumble across a new poem by Abraham. I don't want to embarrass him by publishing his more personal works, but here is a silly (yet delightful) one I don't think he'll mind being shared:

Tender Bacon Love

When I wake
I smell watcha makin'
Breathe in flavor
Of cookin' bacon
Look quite hot
Pregnant and big
Front of that stove
Sizzlin' that pig
You've been seen by the long-legged stork
I can tell
As you flip the pork


Karen said...

LOL... That's a great poem. Abe is very talented!

Scott said...

I lawled for reals! Nice work.

Nick said...

Delightful. Absolutely delightful. I want to read more.

Mark said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!. That is all I have to say. Abe kills me

collette said...

Abe's a poet? I didn't know it! That thar's a keeper. (The poem AND the man.)


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