Hot soup on a winters day,

Ice cream under a summers sun,

Chocolate on a sweet tooth night,

You are the calm in every hectic situation,

You are what I give into when I’m craving comfort,

You are vanilla sweet,

And chocolate craving,

I would give you my favourite food,

I would give you rice pudding,

warm,

sweet,

and ever so comforting,

If I could give you the comfort you give me in the shape of food,

to me that is closest,

It feels cheesy to say,

And probably doesn’t make much sense to you,

But you are my rice pudding,

And so that is what I would give you.