The foods teach patience and
the coach trains, well
I forget why and how boss complains
I know
the foods never blame
having delicious tastes always remain
in the richness of dishes, though,
the boss may go insane,
I laugh again
finishing my lunch
everday a new lesson
only the lunch table
I learn
how to live
and earn
as if my mum
is there smiling
in all the bites
making the sweet voice
of her laughing
and teaching me
to be self-dependent
and I am learning it
because the foods teach it all
to me, as I want to learn.