A Recipe of Love - Revised
Woven into the fibers of every rug
Burnished in the grains of hardwood floors
Shining in the panes of sun-lit windows
Carved in stately oaken doors
Gleaming in newly polished silver chalice
A recipe of love, a woman's dearest wish
The sparkle of her kitchen, aglow on each utensil
Baked into her every dinner's dish
Originally posted December 11, 2019
CV-19 environs seem to make this
poem even more relevant.
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