(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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Dessert Dream
I’m standing at the pearly gate,There’s a line, but I don’t mind the wait. I turn around, and try to sneak out,But notice the beauty, take a circuitous route. A lounge made of clouds fits just right,Bouncy and fluffy, made with air, so they’re light. We’ve been given the greatest breakroom,Plants and flowers, are allContinue reading “Dessert Dream”
Experiencing The World
Traveling the world tugs right at my heart,If you haven’t traveled, do you want to start? Have you already been? I’d love to know.My list keeps growing with places to go. Sunsets like paintings light up the sky,Far-off lands where joy makes you fly. A dip in a cool, blue pool, shimmering so,These are reasonsContinue reading “Experiencing The World”
Food and Memories
Food and memoriesareintertwined A delicious mealcan speak toyour heart I have childhood memoriespicking up pizzawith my fatherand gettingto eat a slice onthe way home My grandma’s saladwas everyone’s favoriteand more than twenty yearsgone, we stilltalk about it I remember waking upto the scent offrying bacon andfreshly made toast.my mother making sureto start our dayjust rightContinue reading “Food and Memories”
The Sauce on the Stove
Every Sunday of my childhood looked like this. This poem is a tribute to my grandmother, whose love was stirred into every pot of sauce, sewn into every pair of slippers, and felt in every quiet, chaotic, perfect moment around the table. If you’ve ever had a Sunday that smelled like garlic and felt likeContinue reading “The Sauce on the Stove”
