Food
By Lewis Hudson Aged 10
I love my food
I think its delicious and yummy
But I like it better
When it is deep down in my tummy.
Sunday dinner is the best
Meat, potatoes and yorkshire pudding
Followed by my mums
Sticky toffee and chocolate pudding
Monday it's a salad
Tuesday it's fish or rice
Wednesday it is chops, lamb or pork
Thursday i can't remember but it's sure to be nice.
Friday its good to have a pie
Saturday because we are in a hurry
Mum lets us have
Mcdonalds, Chinese or even a curry.
Then it's back to Sunday
I have told you before
When I look at my mums dinner
All I can say is “I want more”.
But as I sit and eat it
I think how lucky I am
Because I know other children
Sit looking at an empty pan.
They have no Sunday dinner
No chops, no fish or rice
They have no chocolate dinner
Or anything that tastes nice.
Instead they go without
And some they sit and cry
And others they watch quietly
As young ones fade and die.
So although I love my dinners
And know how lucky I am
I always think and remember
Those less fortunate than I am.
