This is me eating a sweet potato. I don’t remember exactly how old I was. What I do remember is what I felt like when I was eating it, the way the sweet soft buttery flesh tasted in my mouth and then the way it warmed its way into my tummy as my mother steadied her Nikon lens on me.
So a wee haiku for mothers everywhere:
This is oh so good
Love sweet potatoes almost
As much as you mom
Happy Mother’s Day!