You were in the kitchen
and I was upstairs
I could hear you clanging
mixing and sizzling
opening and closing
the fridge, but
what made me
the happiest girl
were the garlic and onions
wafting up the staircase
promising dinner
to my nose
who promptly whispered it
to my stomach
as I finished my homework
on the old Smith Corona
you bought me
at a yard sale
for two dollars
all of which
made me feel
incredibly warm and loved.