
By George’s Girl 2024
Toast and Beans
A humble feast, a plate so plain,
Yet warm and comforting all the same.
Golden toast, its edges crisp,
The perfect base for a hearty twist.
Baked beans bubble, rich and sweet,
A tangy hug in every heat.
Molten sauce, a ruby flood,
Bathes the bread in its savory mud.
A quiet joy, no grand displays,
Just toast and beans to fill the days.
Eat them fast, eat them slow,
With the wind they give you, go,go,go
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites



Comments (1)
Great work and I have had eaten this and just recently to. It is very good.