Can you imagine
Life without lasagna
Smelling the fresh breeze
Spring rolling up from under the leftover snow
As the sun beats down
Getting higher and higher
Until sinking again
Feeling fall take it’s hold
Shaking it’s trunk
The grasp shivering down
Snow, beautiful white snow
Dancing in the sky
Landing in just the right place
To melt away
The spoonfuls of cheese
Perfectly placed into the bubbly red juices
Holding on to the noodles
Even after the cut
Pulled away
It stretches and thins
Until it snaps
Winding around your finger
Could you imagine
Life without lasagna
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