Daily writing prompt
Do you or your family make any special dishes for the holidays?
Whatever I bring home
from a day of sweat and heavy labor
all the running,
the talking,
the thinking
Whatever is placed before me
by the hands of those I love,
is special.
Be it feast or simple meal,
if it is cooked with love,
seasoned with blessings,
or just plain
I never complain
of what is rich or what is bland.
My humble stomach is easy to please.
I eat with gratitude,
cherish every bite,
for dishes served with love
are always more than food
they are warmth.
And holidays?
Ah, those are distant lands
waiting for me.
When my paychecks are done,
when I break free
from the weight of finances
Oh, how light I’ll be!
I’ll spread my wings,
and I will fly.
Let me fly.
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