Chow Time

Now that is a time I love the best
A time in which I like to invest

Although it arrives but thrice a day
I would never miss it to my dismay

Back in the day when I was young
Its praise I sang to everyone

My mother looked after it in fine style
And I learned to appreciate it all the while

Now that my wife has assumed the chore
I suspect it must for her be a bore

Our two sons have followed her advice
And cooked many a meal more than once or twice

My wife she taught them well for sure
And loves to boast of it more and more

She reminds me then I do not help enough
To that I am inclined to think that is tough

But rudeness is really not my style
So I hold my tongue and keep it aboard all the while

And soldier on I continue to do
God bless those meals is my motto true

A light little ditty in praise (or otherwise) of mealtimes
John Cornick
Halifax, Nova Scotia