she wasn't
a great cook, okay.
not even
a good cook.
you knew when dinner
was ready
when the smoke
alarm went
off.
sometimes there
was too much salt
and pepper, sometimes
not enough.
but it was
the thought
that counted,
the time and love
it took
to make that
macaroni and cheese.
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