Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
04.02.2026
5
Comfort Food
Not every hunger is for love,
Or fame, or something grand and loud.
Sometimes it’s just a quiet plate
That says, you’re doing fine right now.
Pancakes know this secret well—
They ask for nothing, yet they help.
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