Her Red Food

She is in the kitchen. Now what is here for me ?

Only red foods are appetising, to her you see.

Tomatoes and cherries, strawberries too,

If it's not red, it won't do!

Her plate is a canvas, a vibrant display,

A feast painted crimson, brightening her day.

Raspberries whisper sweet secrets so light,

While radishes blush in the soft morning light.

Red peppers and cherries, a colorful spree,

With every red morsel, her joy takes flight,

Her laughter like music, a harmonious tune,

In her world of red, she dances with the moon.

Oh, how she savors each bite, every taste,

In the realm of red, there’s never a waste.

For in each ruby treasure, a story unfolds,

A love for the red food on plates pure gold