Salt
by Michelle Stiles
I am
salt.
You
know me for making food taste better.
My
best friend is my old buddy pepper.
We
are always together.
I
wish to taste good forever and ever.
My
mother is sodium.
My
father is food.
I
live in a shaker and I love to shake because it gets me out of my room.
My
enemy is sugar because we always get mixed up.
I
fear people stepping on me when roads are icy and rough.
I
may just be an ingredient but hey, that’s not my fault.
I
shouldn’t be complaining but hey, I’m only salt.
