THE ONION
Oh! you little onion
you always make me cry
Should I have my heart broken
each time I make stir fry?
What naughty thing have you done
to have such unpleasant sting?
Oh, you think you’ve been good
to merit that defensive thing?
Oh-ho! Dear little onion
You will never know
the depths of courage I have
when my tummy rumbles so.
Just some little silly thing on this beautiful Monday morning. Happy blessed Monday to you all. 🙂
Best regards,
MY WALL 
Clever. I’d never would have thought of writing a poem about an onion! 🙂
Thank you for dropping by, Carol. The tears I had as I was preparing a meal inspired me. 😉
This is Wonderful! It brings tears to my eyes. Pun intended 😉
Thanks, Braintomahawk. Tears are nice. They make you want to write a poem. :-)) 😀