Savory Stew

Savory Stew

Jehovah tossed the apricot preserves too far from the pot.

His biceps coulnd't help it.

He's just so strong.

A half a pomegranate he cupped in his palm,

proceeded to drop it in with a pinchful of halm.

Closing His hand, knuckles crushed them to sauce.

I thought I should help Him, but I tossed in wrong stuff..

A meat rind, gristle, bones and even stones.

He glanced at me sweetly and said,

"Daughter stop!

I got this covered. I know my own strength."

"But Father," I cried.

"This act I can't mend.

The scanty rind, gristle and stones already dropped

to the bottom of the pot.

The water is boiling and extremely hot!

We have no tongs.

I left them at home, the ones that I bought!"

"Daughter" He said.

You put in the bad.

I put in the GOOD.

It's immaculately messy,

the way that it should.

The pont where the good and the bad overlap?

The stew is Most Savory!

Leave it up to your Dad!"

Written and Illustrated by:

Almavida 2025