Your gentle hum fills the kitchen with comfort,
Keeping groceries safe until we are ready,
Such optimism, the way you light up when someone visits,
Your chilled breath soothes a perspiring face,
What would we do without you,
Cooling milk, keeping produce fresh, storing snacks?
What we do on a hot summer's day,
If we couldn't refresh ourselves with your cold?
Opened and closed time and time again,
Light flashing on and off,
As I look for food that is definitely not there,
Yet you never complain, never judge,
Just patiently wait to be filled,
On the next shopping day.
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C. N. C. Harris
Writer, artist, teacher. Thirties, hurties and surviving. Quirky lady. I don't have a niche, I love writing thrillers, romance, articles about mental health, poetry, whatever takes my fancy! Obsessed with taking photos of my dog/chinchilla.
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