Lavish

When I was a child,

some days we only ate once,

corn porridge

or green banana porridge.

It was creamy and tasty 

made with carnation and condensed milk.

There were sprinkles of cinnamon

nutmeg

and cardamom.

As I ate, I would take my time

not wanting to waste any of the riches

that were held in the bowl.

The flavors were layered

and would excite me.

And I felt

that I had more than enough in that moment

because my senses were completely engaged

and awakened.