relieved to be home
where it’s warm & dry
she chains the door behind her
with a contented sigh
another workday’s passed
& she’s made it through
to another Thursday evening
with something special to do
once her cozy clothes
have been donned
she races to the kitchen
eager to crack on
hands all washed
knives assembled with care
cookbook propped open
new soup she must prepare
leeks she chops
boiling water for the stock
blender at the ready
ever mindful of the clock
the tasks she performs
are a private treasure
& she smiles as she stirs
imagining his face lit up with pleasure
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