Banana Bread

I made some Banana Bread today. The scent of the half-baked loaf wafter through this house – And even out the windows to fill the neighborhood. On this warm and sunny fall day – The transitioning of war to chilly and Change is working in every color of every leaf In every vein and in ever tip Just like those bananas changed. And you know what is funny about bananas Is They give you every last chance to eat them Each day their composition transitioning Until one day You go to eat that banana And its too mushy and soft to eat – even though it’s at its sweetest Then you realize there's three other bananas Attached to the one you were going to eat And somehow that banana becomes so much more than One banana Changing its color Its scent Its taste Its essence Until the scent is roaming the neighborhood Flooding into other’s lives who have Opened their windows today too Why does anyone make banana bread - I made some banana bread today.