Chicken Soup Press was created in 1995, to honor a dear friend who had died of lung cancer. The author and her friend used to toast to "chicken soup" whenever they dined out. If you have a chicken soup friend, you have a friend for life, someone who loves you no matter what silly things you may say or do. Janet was a teacher and administrator who loved children. Our press publishes children's books to "warm the heart," and to keep Janet's memory alive.
Your friendship sipped, like sweetened vintage wine
mellowed long in great old wooden casks,
a joy discovered, warmed upon the vine
palest gold, or brightest red – in flasks.
This treasure hidden, long kept stored away
within the vaulted chamber of your heart
but opened up, by you, to light of day
when I did knock, so darkness did depart.
And so we drank together from life’s cup
sipping the brandied wine, our friendship grew,
we laughed and cried and held each other up
until you had to leave, with soft adieu.
In sweet remembrance, let me toast my friend
like classic wine, to our most perfect blend.