Cracker Soup

Oh how I loved cracker soup when I was sick and small.

It warmed my little tummy and I loved it best of all.

So as I grew that’s all I wanted when I was sick in bed.

And that’s what my Mommy gave me; it’s what I was fed.

No wonder I continued the tradition when my kids were small.

It too became their favorite when unwell & when growing tall.

They loved to watch me make it and stood right by the stove.

Until it was completely finished cooking and into it they dove.

Now my grandchildren also love it, even when they are well.

They all know how to make it, but they would never tell.

For it has been a family secret for more years than I can count.

Making it for dear sick friends, when they are down and out.

The littlest of my grandson’s stands right by the stove.

He watches everything I do, how to make it he now knows.

He gets out the crackers, then the milk, sugar and the butter.

He tells me what to do all through and not a word do I utter.

When finished and steaming in the little pot, his tiny tongue I see.

Just licking his watering lips and bringing memories back to me.

Suddenly I realized, those who’ve gone before will remain in the loop.

Never to be forgotten, as long as our offspring make Cracker Soup.

Written by,

Bonnie May

Recipe

“Cracker Soup”

4T butter

¼ cup sugar

2 cups milk

1 cup crackers

Melt butter and sugar in pot until blended,

pour in milk until steamy…then add crackers.

Stir constantly until thickened…might need a few

extra crackers.