Photo: Amitai Asif
I am worn,
But not weary.
I’ve weathered many
A winter,
Warmed multiple
Frozen hands,
Filled long lines
Of empty
Stomachs
With stews and soups of
All kinds.
I’ve seen good times
And not so,
Heard voices
Soft
And too loud.
I’ve dried the wet
Off of feet,
The tears off
Of cheeks,
Eased the sorrow of
Broken hearts.
I am worn,
But not weary.
Grab a spoon,
Find a bowl,
And take a seat
By my side.
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Love to ya! So glad you liked it! 🙂
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beautiful tribute to the humble stove, the hub of life in a home ❤
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🙂 Isn’t it, though? 🙂
Lovely comment! You totally got it!
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Na’ama
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You are welcome
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