Strange

It sounds strange to say,

I haven't had scrambled eggs since last spring.

Because no one can make them like Nana did,

Except for dad.

It feels strange to ask him,

Because I think I'd cry after tasting them.

He wouldn't know why

They'd taste strange with tears streaming down my face.

It's strange that when someone mentions scrambled eggs,

I feel sick.

All because I can't get over that she's really gone.

Reviews

[SonOfPlunder]

Something simple that reminds of something much more. An intriguing read, with lots of sentiment