Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble,
Luscious berries in the pot.
One part berry, sugar double.
Churn the mixture while it’s hot.
Once the viscous mass is ready,
Pour into a pretty jar.
Take a breath of fragrance heady.
Store away for months afar.
Cheesecake, pudding, pie and tart
Embellished with gorgeous reds.
At summer’s height when sunlight smarts,
Recapture sumptuous winter spreads.

8 thoughts on “Strawberry jam”

1. Hey, Shreya. I love this poem. It’s wonderful!❤

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   1. I am so glad you liked it!

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2. Your lines evoke wonderful visuals !

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   1. Thank you so much!

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3. Like Karun says, very evocative. Beautifully written Shreya.

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   1. Thank you! I hope to write more :

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4. Such a yummy poem. There’s nothing like homemade Strawberry jam. My mom used to make it. 🤣

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   1. Thank you! I actually wrote this on my mobile while stirring strawberry jam that I was making to give a friend!

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