A Mother's Recipe

Place it on a baking tray.
Glaze its soft skin with
egg whites,
watch him laugh as it tickles his
feet.

A penny for each eye(I
think they're blue), and a
small apple in his
mouth, it fits
with difficulty.

Give a small but
affectionate kiss to his
forehead,
bitterly condemning those who ever doubted your abilities
to hell,
and slide into a
preheated oven.

Cook until body is a dark
shade of brown and
fingers are crispy.

Let cool,
..and sink your
teeth into the joy of
motherhood.

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1. 4 SUGAR BEAR says:

   Very Nice Alina.... "bitterly condemned those who ever doubted your abilities" ~ good point.. Too often, are mothers abilities and their instincts questionable if they are are not seen as the same of others. Keep up the GOOD work... ~PEACE OUT