Making Scents

Aromatic breezes come by way of the neighborhood bakery
Scents of pastry and cookies, decadent in every little whiff
The many styles of rolls, cooking, send smells like no other
While tempting, redolent chocolate and vanilla air moves me
Alas, I am sadly without money on this breezy morning
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Suzadail Jr. Avatar
August 11, 2008 at 9:20 AM
There's something special about the smell of a bakery. It's a childhood memory for me. Vince
Richards Avatar
August 11, 2008 at 9:15 AM
Pure torture!!! .......Would begging....or offering to sweep the floor, soften the baker's heart?? MMMMmmmm ...I'm off to grab a cookie!!
Reynolds Avatar
August 11, 2008 at 6:43 AM
Oh, no! Not the fresh baked goods, and no $$$ to be had - nooooo!!!!!!! Such tragedy on this rainy monday morn! I'm sorry, that sucks! So well said (now all I can think of is baked sweets, you devil!) Love me
Jordan Avatar
August 11, 2008 at 5:35 AM
You found my weakness Michael - God Bless
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