P is for privation that our children feel before, when there's naught to eat but apples and crumbs found on the floor.
E is exclamations; while cleaning we declare "Just how long has this string cheese been stuck under the chair???!!!"
S is for the sitting that we do not dare attempt, for when we need to rise again it'll make us all fahklempt.
A is for the apples, of which I needed MORE, necessitating yet another trip into the store.
C's for creativity, in our recipes; matzah meal, friedboiledbaked, how would you like it, please?
H is for hametz, Happy Pesach! and haggadah. May you have a peaceful chag and lots of matzah topped with buttah.
The granola of my discontent
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