Cooked For Her Heart

Missed home at the start
A square triangle not cloud nine
Sitting inside her wishful heart
Wanting a sign
Have love come from far away impart
 .
Wanting a warm heart
To have a card or Skype, not waste
Though living life here in-part
Yearning for taste
For that feel of home not away, apart
 .
I saw her warm heart
To fill my friend’s place of assess
Wanting to fill it with that part
To bless
A taste, food from homeland, fill her heart
 .
Eggs in tea art
With a heart cooking for her
I made something filled bliss a la carte
Reflected her
Her home illuminated in heart
 .
This was written for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads and the food that is spoken of in this poem is cha ye dan (my recipe), marbled tea eggs that I made for a friend.

10 thoughts on “Cooked For Her Heart

  1. I've never seen the word “Skype” in a poem before, but it fits! And the egg-tea dish to comfort a friend is beautiful. Friends are priceless, and should be handled gently, as you've shown us.
    K

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