The sweetest life


This sweetest life we live
heart shaped world of happy days
the scent of childhood drifting through
the cracks and crevices
of our yesterday driven minds,
peanut butter cookie moments
sweet and smooth
befitting nothing more
than a cold glass of milk.
Thoughts drift back to days gone by
the dairy down the street
the scent of cows in meadows
muching grass to make the white goodness,
and the glass bottles with cardboard caps
sitting in metal cages on the porch
delivered before dawn,
to see how this life is changed
no longer the joy of a door stop delivery
but stores filled with choices
overwhelming to behold
when we just long for the simplicity
of days like we had found
back then.
Aprons and potholders made by tiny hands,
mismatched and ill fitting
but loved none the less
and the plate left cooling
in an autumn window
where the breeze pushed the flavors in
filling the house
with the sense of happiness.
Those days long gone
no children have I to teach,
to bake the sweets that I recall
except for the occasion that arises
when the need to deliver to another
a simple gift to welcome
a thank you or hello,
nice to see you and a thrown together sweet
for you to enjoy
and that maybe you too will remember
those days of your life
when life was simple
and lunch bags carried
a cookie or two,
made with love
by mothers hand.

Sitting at lunch reminiscing of when I was young and how the aroma of home made cookies would drift through the house and how now every variety can be bought off a shelf, but it’s the love built within that really matters, by hand and not machine, time spent to say hey, I care and here, have a cookie or two….or three….with love,
from me.

yummy photo found at: http://www.createdby-diane.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Homemade-NutterButter-Cookies.jpg
and the recipe too. 🙂

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A thought on….


You were so fine
Just sitting there
Silhouette against the wall
How I want to make you mine.
Licking my lips
Knowing you’d taste
So very very sweet
I closed my eyes
Holding you so gently
Turning you round in my hand
Just one I begged
No one will know,
Just a bite
And I will feel alright.
Intoxicating scent
All I could have hoped for
All I could have wanted
As you melted in my mouth
More I cried,
More
I wanted more
I could not stop
Frenzied thoughts
So very bad
But oh so very good.
Dripping juices falling
The corners of my mouth
Curved into a smile
Oh yes I whispered
As I licked off the remains
From my fingers,
Maybe just one more
Before I walk away.

Hmmmmmm….what were you thinking people?
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