Poem Sketch

Loaf / Soul / Remember/ Seeds

I inhale the fresh goodness of a loaf just baked
and remember a morning in Paris
In a 17th century basement dining room with a
display of croissants, pastries, jams , cheese
hardboiled eggs with brown shells,
steaming coffee and cold orange juice
My soul treasures many moments
Shared with my Love, near and far
Seeds that blossom into memories
in my heart
As the years pass.