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Comfort Food

Nothing brings us comfort

Like a meal that tastes like home

A memory that follows us

No matter where we roam

It might be mother’s chicken soup

That feeds us when we’re ill

Or apple pie with cinnamon

That cools on window sill

The sustenance that it provides

Is what makes us feel whole

Yet though it quenches appetite

It nourishes our soul

And food traditions we pass down

Are more than recipes

It’s what identifies and binds

And unites all families

Delight in all the treats you love

Not just hunger will it stave

For food that comforts is the thing

Our hearts will always crave!

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