Food

Though any food is all one needs in order to survive,
There's nothing like a well-cooked meal to make one feel alive;
Delicious smells rise in the air to meet one's twitching nose,
As steam from all the pots and pans in spirals upward flows.
And then the taste, both sweet and sour, perhaps a touch of spice,
With blander foods in contrast, potatoes, bread or rice,
Whether fried or boiled or steamed, poached or eaten raw,
Just freshly cooked or heated up from dinner the day before;
Each dish containing flavours which really seem to shout -
That's part of what a well-cooked meal should always be about.
So though we need some sort of food to keep us on our way,
Delicious meals add much to make a really happy day.