An award-winning poem by Nick Woods
I need that grilled cheese!
Here, I have five dollars in my pocket
Nick, you just has two.
One more, please?
Walking to the window, feeling like I just aced a math test
Looking at the other kids, they’re probably wishing they were me
The wind, pressing against my face, hugging my shirt and shorts
Hello, I need on more grilled cheese please
I can taste the grilled cheese now, the cheese melting in my mouth
The crunchy crust, it looks SO GOOD
And the French fries – They are so good too
5 minutes later
(It’s like they’re mocking me)
The sweet grill smell
The BBQ sauce on the chicken and the steak
10 minutes later
How long does it take to make a grilled cheese?
There is no one else here, so they can’t be cooking anything else
Excuse me? How is that grilled cheese coming?
Uh, the grilled cheese will be awhile, the grill won’t start!
I start to walk back when I hear, Do you want a hot dog instead?
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
Of course, I would not like a hot dog, I ordered the grilled cheese!
Is this how it feels to be defeated?
Great poem and it echos my own love of grilled cheese! I especially liked grilled cheese and sweet pickles as a kid. Now my favorite is grilled cheese and tomato on pumpernickel.YUM!
That sounds so yummy, Cameron! I am making grill cheese for some of K’s friends today, perhaps I will try your recipe for myself!