Blessings for these things:
the prayers you prayed for me,
the Mad Magazines you bought us,
the freedom to explore anywhere,
the macaroni and cheese, please, that
had a pound of cheese any kind
a stick of butter
2 cups of bread crumbs
4 cups of milk
a dribble of oil and some flour
a mess thrown into the oven
a push toward early cardiac death,
but we drown in the cheesy goodness.

Inspired by cheese and Jay Parini’s “Blessings”