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Morning Wealth

Day 65.2/365

By Ellie HoovsPublished 11 months ago Updated 11 months ago 1 min read
Morning Wealth
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I crack open an egg

and let the yellow yolk

plop

into the bowl.

I whisk the gloopy mass

of protein

together

watching the rich sunny center

blend

into the clear

delicate

whites

a sprinkle of salt

a dash of pepper

then drizzle the pale

runny ovum

into a hot pan

sizzling with already

melted butter.

I stir

with a spatula

around and around

until the liquid

turns to

fluffy

yellow

goodness.

Onto a plate

aside buttered toast and jam

I lift my fork

and take a bite

of the decadence.

In this moment

I feel rich.

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About the Creator

Ellie Hoovs

Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.

My Poetry Collection DEMORTALIZING is out now!!!: https://a.co/d/5fqwmEb

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  • Alex H Mittelman 10 months ago

    Amazing! Now I want eggs! Such a delicious poem! Great job!

  • L.I.E10 months ago

    Yummy 😋. Oh, this made me so hungry. Excellent poem.

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