Bananas

The bananas sit on the island counter,
green touching yellow, five in a bunch.
Two days pass by and only three remain,
their peels bright yellow and inviting.
A boy and girl eat rice krispies cereal
with cut up bits of banana in their bowls.
Soon black spots appear on the banana peels
as they sit in a clear bowl on the island.
One more is eaten as a late night snack,
and another in a bowl of Neapolitan ice cream
until finally only one banana remains.
The dark spots grow and multiply,
and the banana softens, mushy to the touch.
It sits there on the island, emitting a ripe smell,
forgotten until it is thrown into the trash.

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I wrote this poem for NaPoWriMo - Day 3. The prompt was to write a poem that involved a story or action that occurred over a period of time.