Bananas on a window sill

Bananas on a window sill 

What a sight to behold

We'll eat at least three

But the others will get old

Brown spots, mushy guts, fruit flies and a ripe stench

Ageing bananas on their window sill bench

Admire them now before it's too late

For soon they will meet their garbage can fate

OK, so blogging didn't go as planned tonight. Poems are what happens when life gets in the way. I'll be back here tomorrow with a post on the things they should be teaching in school. Hmm...sounds intriguing. I'd tune in if I were you. 

Peace be with you, 

Margaret