A BLT Goodbye

It’s time to say goodbye again
no worries you will always be my friend.
You join us only for a short while,
but never fail to leave a lingering smile.
Your bacon so crisp and salty,
it’s such a shame your somewhat faulty.
See you are only acceptable when made with a garden fresh edible,
Those grocery store imposters will not suffice
when one has experienced a juicy beefsteak’s entice.
It’s for the better to put you to rest
as our gardens wrap up with producing their best.
For next year’s harvest we will anxiously yearn
as it is sure to bring your delicious return.







An Ode to a BLT? Very good!
I share the pain! Thanks for the morning laugh.