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Heart Strings
Devoted mother
Loving wife
Matriarch of our home
Queen of the kitchen
Mom used to always say
She never met
A recipe book she didn't like
Six hungry mouths to feed
Always up to the challenge
Trying out new recipes
Inspiring novelty and awe
I remember her bedtime treat
Was relaxing with a good book
One brimming with mouthwatering delights
Illustrations easily created in her head
Intoxicating aromas as real as could be
Falling asleep with grand dreams
Of upcoming fabulous family meals
No one could have guessed
We were ever on a tight budget
To this day
Every time I’m even near a recipe book
Like an irresistible magnet
I feel the pulling at my heart strings
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
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