little messy missy

little messy missy

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Scents that Bring Me Back

If the house is open and the air has a slight cold and wet breeze..
If the coffee pot is hot and full and the scent of bacon hangs in the air....
And no one is awake but me....
I can almost be there again.
I can here my grandpa stirring in the kitchen
and hear my grandma's sleeping exhale as she dreams.
If I am quiet I can sneak into the long blue kitchen and be the first one grandpa sees today.
I find myself reaching up to tug on the back of his cowboy pants and he turns around and surprises me. He picks me up and sets me on the counter, without a word he gives me a piece of bacon and pours himself another cup. We move to the table and look out the window together. It is still dark. It is calm. It is wonderful. He drinks his coffee and I eat my bacon. He puts grandma's jelly on his biscuit and together we hear the birds greet the day.


Little Messy Missy said...

This makes me feel sentimental. :D
A very good thing.


Reveau said...

I am right in the kitchen with you... wish we could be young again... no cares or worries... your writing is beautiful!

homegrownsongwritersalabama said...

Those childhood memories are precious and floods one with the warmth of knowing you were loved.


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