On dreary, rainy days
When I’m down with the flu
Nothing appeals to the tongue or heart
Except a cup of chicken soup
And a handful of you
You pair nicely, also, with tomato bisque
Or clam chowder
Simple consommé
Potato-fennel
Or broccoli cheddar
You’re the perfect protégé on a sick day
Not too sweet or rich
Plain and simple
To soothe an unsettled tummy
A bit salty, though you may be
You are, in my ailment,
A comfort to me
About the Creator
Ryan Burkey
A native of the PNW, Ryan is a political analyst by day and a writer, song-writer and musician by night. He writes about nature, faith, relationships, and social commentary. He enjoys traveling, coffee shop vibes, food, and comedy.
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