Behold! My dinner plate is getting cold.
My desire to eat from it is getting rather old.

Wish I could smile but my heart won't rest.
My serene existence is quickly losing its zest.

My tummy is making really weird sounds.
This meal's five-star rating is losing ground...

#WritcoPoemPrompt
Write a poem that includes at least five of the ten words given: (You can use more words of your choice to complete.)
Wish, desire, heart, star, reflection, smile, existence, behold, serene, warmth.

© B. D. Caissie