I Love To Breathe In
in Short Poems
Homely aromas
of freshly baked bread.
Scents of the garden
infused in my head.
in Short Poems
Homely aromas
of freshly baked bread.
Scents of the garden
infused in my head.
Ann, this is so beautiful. I have a lump in my throat. Once again, you have an ability with such ease to create a masterpiece in just a few words. The fragrances you chose to mention are...
in Summer Poems
Oh, for those cloudless days of old
when holidays went on forever,
clear blue skies were lit with gold.
I can remember those lovely summer vacations with all my neighborhood friends, soaking in my 2-foot pool, riding bikes, sitting by the river, playing wiffle and kick ball on my street and the...
I heard your voice,
I saw you grin,
I tasted your lips,
I breathed you in,