Love - Lives

There is a chicken restaurant behind my apartment
Once a week they rotisserie chickens
The air is filled with the smells of my grandmother’s house
I am a small boy walking into her home
Something good and real is at work here
Something tender and loving
It’s warm and welcoming
Nothing is like this today

I walk into restaurants and pay to emulate this experience
It’s a poor and cheap façade 
I cannot go back in time
I cannot recall the dream that was a reality
I cannot base today on the past
I will be very disappointed 
I need to protect the vault
Knowing I will never go in again
It’s the memory and only the memory

But the smell of roasting chicken
Reminds me it was true and once owned me
When I hugged her, she never let go first
No one hugs deeply today
They bump and run

Have we lost love ?
Has love lost us ?
I think so 
Today I will honor the love I was given
Its timeless and certain
I will not squander it
I will plant it and watch it grow

All because of the smell of chicken cooking
Love - Lives