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It was May of nineteen seventy-two
and love beads were replaced by apron strings.
I saw you first that summer afternoon
and plunged the depths of your wisdom.
As I imagined the tastes of you
and delved into your many portions
I knew I would always keep you by my side.
We traveled together halfway around the world and back.
I’ve seen others that have been more exotic and expensive,
but I could never give you up for another.
We have both faded but are none the worse for wear.
As we continue and find meaning in our usefulness,
I smile with every adventurous page I turn.
My faithful companion of fifty years…
my Better Homes and Gardens Cookbook.
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