Art of Love

Art of Love

"Wife wants you and dad come over,"
his voice on the phone. "It's holiday!"
"I'm cooking, Mom." her voice
a background song.

"Sure, we'll be there," I chime.
At first, genuine appreciation.
On second thought:
her cooking, spicy and greasy, yet tasty;
with cabbage, tofu, etc.
all those known to be healthy food;
my tummy says no; my heart yes.
I'd just visit,
for the food is visit is art of Love.

©Byung A. Fallgren

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