(Food Memories) The aroma of toastPulls me from bedIn pajamas I spyMy mother bendingOver an open oven doorToasting bread for our stuffingAnnouncing a yearly ritualThanksgiving morning is here. We stand together,Lined up tall to small,We mix, roll and cut,The oil is hot and ready for dough,Strouffles, little honey balls,Mean Christmas is near. Christmas brings aContinue reading “Foodmories”
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A Finger to Hold
My heart surgeswhen you wrap your tiny hand around my finger –holding so tight and not letting go –sucking so hard to get enough milkwhile you look around with those big brown eyesthat lock onto mine –making me smile at you,which changes the shape of my eyes –and that makes you look even harder atContinue reading “A Finger to Hold”
