Best Home Baked Poems

Boxes and boxes of lovely soft creams,
ready to be loaded on our ship of dreams.
Chocolate cream pies, and chocolate E'clairs,
lemon filled donuts, and Jelly cream...

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Home Baked Bread

The aroma of manna’s heavenly scent.
 
By: Emile Pinet...

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I reminisce, I miss....                     ...

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The chicken soup and matzoh balls
Are ready for the pot.
The hard-boiled eggs are in the fridge.
(We never eat them hot.)

The items for the Seder plate
All...

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Yorkshire, 1914
I patch mended her copper saucepan,
Edged an axe, two cleavers and a knife.
I did all the jobs that were required.
By this comely young farmer’s...

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Oh for a taste of rhubarb pie!
Home picked, home baked--
Mouth watering, I don’t lie.

A tart and sweet delicious delight;
Tingles, mingles with the tongue.
Mom always cooked...

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A dusty, wooden table, painted a vibrant
red, stands alone in a vacant ole'
farmhouse kitchen.  Nearby is a
window sporting many panes of 
broken glass, allowing...

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I sat down many times to write a letter to you. I could never figure out what to say after the greeting. Have you ever...

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The metro man is out! Smooth skin,
They say, is now no longer in.
The sexy man has facial hair,
Some stubble, or a beard. His flair
Is outdoor...

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I scribbled quickly
As they wrote their final exam
Little notes of appreciation
A special individualized message
Thanking each student
For having been in my class
And for bringing me joy
Reminding...

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I want to tell you a story,
about one Christmas morning.
The snow was falling,
and the wind was roaring.
Holly and Christmas ferns decorated the door.
Gifts piled high...

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The delicious odor of home-baked bread
instantly takes me to mum's kitchen door,
I'm in heaven, though not a word is said.
Kneading the dough, she'd punch it...

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He passed on turkey, passed on ham
and even on Mom’s candied yams!

He passed, for sure, on salad greens
and carrots, peas and lima beans!

He passed on...

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Yes, I’ll admit I am that crazy cat lady,
            mother of my beautiful Persian...

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Good Old Days
(Ricks 32)

Once again
the good old days
just sit back
unwind, take a trip back
when life was much slower
home baked bread
apple butter
pure delight.

Country fairs
penny postcards
kick ball...

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