It was my first food fest
Which I wished to go first
I went with my brothers
There I saw many others
Then I saw a table,
With full of fruit and vegetables
Then I saw two baskets
One was with omelettes
The other had some salads
Then I saw some glasses
Filled with fresh and tasty juices
Everybody in the kitchen were busy
They gathered together to make their work easy
The onion choppers cried
The meat was fried
Some were making soup
And the flies were coming with a loop
The grapes formed a line
To jump into the wine
The salt danced upon the curry
In a great hurry
The spoons were ready
The plates were steady
I sat on a bench
To eat with a crunch
Some drops of water fell on me
I opened the eyes of mine
Then, I understood it was just a dream of mine.
Writer's note : This was my first poem and it was written by me when I was at 6th standard (it has been 6 years) and it was written simply to create a rhyming poem.
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