Farm fresh brown eggs
rest in a bowl
near the pottery pitcher
holding coral tea roses
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The words in the parenthesis are the best of all! Loved the title of the poem too.
A beautiful poem on memory of the good days gone. Enjoyed from the first line to last. Thanks for sharing.10+++++
Hoping and anticipating with nostalgia and uncertainty. All so subtle said without any sentimentally. 'farm fresh brown eggs rest in a bowl'... so representative of potential life. A wonderful sense in your words. Adrian
This is a great Blues poem because the sadness is matched by the sweetness. My memory raced over the decades and I found parallel experiences that entered my mind refreshed by words and did not bring sadness but the awareness of a life replete with good things. Of course, I wish they had been better still vbut I too to will learn to rejoice in what good I did receive.
Your description of your present was flawless. Enjoy memories, and your now.
A very lovely poem beautifully crafted. A write embedded with memories that warms one' s heart. Very heartwarming.10
Remembering... it builds up tremendous atmosphere before it ends. A lovely poem