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The Magic Cooler
On our porch
sits an old green metal cooler,
placed there by a friend.
It holds treasures.
After a long day
wrangling with insurance,
open the cooler
and presto—
chicken pot pie!
Coming home
from a surprise blood transfusion,
open the cooler—
vegetable soup for dinner!
White blood cell counts at zero,
praying to avoid infection,
open the cooler—
mac and cheese from scratch,
Eli’s favorite!
Homemade delights
from unseen hands,
filling us with warmth and love,
day after delicious day—
magic!