If you were to go back and sprinkle salt

  On all the sweetness you have tasted

  Or add a spoon of sugar

  To all the bitter days you've wasted

  Would you ever know the real flavor of life

  Or take the icing on the cake you've pasted

  Or would you lick the mixing bowl clean

  So that nothing's ever wasted

Copyright 2009        

Nathan M. Richardson

an excerpt from the collection    

of love poems - You are the Subject