Plated Haiku

"A lot on your plate,"
the social work intern said,
and I was clueless.

Made of fine china
circular and beautiful.
...I just see the food.

How we fill our plates
reveals a lot about us
proportionately

It's its own stealing
to not own that which is yours.
It's time to own up.

We each watch our weight
And we are also waiting
For days with no weight/wait

I trashed the chicken
that was sitting in your fridge
- thought it wasn't fresh.

Shul: thinking of food
At meals I don't think of prayer
This is so unfair

Now that dad passed on
and continues to stay gone
my life keeps changing