I was pondering about
what to make for

I can’t quite get
over, not yet,
what it was like
to have a mother
who made me
dinner so I
didn’t have to
have these thoughts

Can you even
imagine, now
coming home to
find dinner conjuring
scents under foggy
glass lids?

And the mystery:
what is it, though?
Guesses made by
vague scents – onion,
rosemary – and
side dishes –
garlic bread?

And your thoughts?

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