by Unknown
Aug 2011 492 Views 2 comments
Aromas from childhood
When I walked into the house
After a really hard day
I could smell the aroma from
the fresh baked cookies momma
just made.
We sat and talked.
We joked.
We laughed.
After all
was said and done
A really hard day
turned into an hour of fun.
Now that I'm older
When I've had a really bad day
i just close my eyes and remember
Momma
The aroma
And my old childhood days
After a really hard day
I could smell the aroma from
the fresh baked cookies momma
just made.
We sat and talked.
We joked.
We laughed.
After all
was said and done
A really hard day
turned into an hour of fun.
Now that I'm older
When I've had a really bad day
i just close my eyes and remember
Momma
The aroma
And my old childhood days
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
this poem is basically about myself as i've gotten older and the things that bring me comfort it also tells of my mom and i's relationship and how strong it is. at the time i was writing it i felt sad and thinking of the comfort my mom brings brought me comfort :)Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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