i can smell spaghetti sauce
enticing aroma i grew up with
makes my taste bud water
and my tummy contracts
i remember when we were kids
when we are rowdy, my mom would say
'you ain't getting spaghetti tonight'
and everything would be so quiet
anything that's associated with that food
evokes calmness, obedience and fun
until now still does but really miss my mom
her smiles, her love, her words number one
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