🌱 What I See on My Plate
What you see on my plate is plain,
A simple dish, a humble grain.
But through my eyes, the colors dance,
A feast of kindness — give it a chance.
I see food that heals, not harms,
Nourishment cradled in gentle arms.
Healthy, vibrant, tasty delight,
Born of compassion, shining bright.
No blood, no cries, no silent plea,
Just flavors blooming, cruelty-free.
Each bite a promise, each sip a song,
that living gently makes us strong.
So when you wonder, pause, and see,
this plate holds more than what may be.
It’s freedom, love, a mindful stance,
A kinder world — why not give it a chance?
Published and written by Rosemary R Shaw, copyright 2025.
