This evening... <br />Roasting aroma, <br />In my kitchen, <br />Fills a dog's eyes, <br /> <br />Every room. <br />Bread dough <br />Baking high. <br />Oven warming <br /> <br />Every room <br />Against Night's <br />Chill. Cold. <br />No electric <br /> <br />Blanket tonight. <br />Christmas cards <br />To read again <br />And again... <br /> <br />Cherish always <br />With love, <br />And homemade <br />Bread.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/homemade-bread/
