Peanut Butter by Jaymie Gerard
Just the other morning,
My mother asked me, “Dear,
What would you like to eat for lunch?”
And I smiled ear to ear.
For when she asks me what I want
To eat, I always say
The same delicious, nutty thing,
The same delicious way –
“Mother, I’d like peanut butter
With a drop of jam.
Or maybe on an apple, sliced,
Or diced up with some ham.
I’ll take it smeared on crackers
Or mixed in with some cheese,
Or baked warm in the oven
Or frozen in the freeze’
On sandwiches, in root beer floats,
On pizza! On the floor!
Or smooshed between my fingers!
Or painted on the door!
Please, put some in the blender
And make it smooth as silk.
I don’t care how you serve it, Mom –
Just don’t forget the milk!”