Popcorn

Pop bang pop!
The grains fluff up
Covered in butter
To taste like no other.

Nestled on the sofa together
The window dark in rainy weather
My head in your lap
I could take a nap
But for the aroma of corn and butter.

I was young then
The bowl big as me
Hand diving in
And out with glee.

And though you are gone
The snack is still here
To make for my children
In their early years.

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