a bucket of a mother’s tears
3 quarts of a father’s silence
2 gallons of a lover’s fears
spoonfuls of kindness done in malice

2 shakes of a brother’s pride
4 of a sister’s certainty
the scrapings of a loved dog’s hide
a lump of false security

But these are the secret ingredients:
no salt
and all the sugar you can’t afford.

– Tom Farris