MySundaySnack(C)2021 TonyFallon0919

 MySundaySnack(C)2021

TonyFallon0919

I'm trying to make healthy fish and chips

Not to fry them in butter but oil

I've gone to the store already on two trips

Now I have no aluminum foil

The pan I think is too small  in size

It barely holds all of the whiting

It's too full when I add the fries

When the grease spills over it's lighting

Two hours ago I started the soup

It takes time it's New England chowder

When it bubbled I added a scoop

Of fat free milk made from powder

There is no chowder on earth like mine

I can't wait for it to thicken

Those who eat it say it's divine

That's because I add pork and chicken

The Autumn Leaves©2021TonyFallon0805

 

The Autumn Leaves©2021TonyFallon0805

No more are the leaves alive on the autumn trees

As the daily heat goes down slowly by degrees

In autumns past it happened it is now routine

The nice green summer foliage has lost its sheen

The birds who sang so sweetly as if in contest

Have since flown away and no longer use their nest

It is now seen in the branches almost unworn

Reminding us in the spring they may well return

The canopy that shielded while the female hatched

Will soon be jettisoned finally unattached

To be tossed through big fields or the valley beyond

Or join other leaves in the bottom of a pond.