sixth day of the year
an oven and six pies
aroma and anxiety fill the kitchen
enzymes wet the taste buds
a dissertation waits patiently
I have to go the Wellness Center
the dinner is tonight
and the blueberry pie.
sixth day of the year
an oven and six pies
aroma and anxiety fill the kitchen
enzymes wet the taste buds
a dissertation waits patiently
I have to go the Wellness Center
the dinner is tonight
and the blueberry pie.
edgarone2
So descriptive of my kitchen on feast days! Anxiety and aromas 🙂
And pies! I love this poem.
Happy New Year! God bless you and yours>
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Thank you GretchenJoanna.
I love blueberry pies.
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