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Chicken and Noodles (Original Poetry)

I wasn’t yet as tall
as the kitchen counter,
I can still see the flurry
of your hands, nimble,
within the cloud of flour,
rolling the dough flat
with the pin, worn smooth,

You hummed, bashfully,
to Seals & Croft strumming
on the transistor radio,
the melody cutting through
the static warmth of the
chicken pot, simmering,

The noodles were thick,
in the center, barely done
the chicken, so tender,
the gravy, a salty brine
ladled on a pile
of mashed potatoes
all a symphony to savor,

Just now, on the phone,
I asked you if you could
make it for me again
when I come home to visit,
I know it won’t taste the same
the noodles will be frozen,
store bought, because your hands
are no longer nimble
I just long to feel the love
that was poured from that ladle
just one more time,

For a brief second
I will hold my breath,
and pray that we could,
somehow, slow time
down, if just for a little bit
and remember how it felt
all those years ago,
to have so many of
our chapters unwritten,
the anticipation of
what felt like an endless
string of tomorrows
and nothing but love and oblivious
innocence in our eyes.

~Eric Vance Walton~

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