Éclairs

Sulking that I missed lunch,
I raced down the stairs…
Buying chocolate to munch,
I saw the flowing éclairs…

Saw a child hungry and frail,
With glassy longing eyes..
I offer éclairs without fail,
Strengthening human ties.

by Vishorag Shadja

Comments (2)

Saw a child hungry and frail, With glassy longing eyes.. i offered.............. a fine poem....... of love and concern.... May God live in you and bless you.. tony
The delicious taste of eclairs melting into the warmth of kindness. Lovely poem with sweet rhyme. Thanks.