Macrons Poems - Poems about Macrons

...My Aunt A Sunday of yore is still visible floats around my mind at the edges of memories send signals, how much I loved her, but she had taken the train to visit her father A Sunday that had no ......

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...The shop at the corner of my childhood has stopped selling Danish pastry and coco macrons milk and cheese. The room is bare The cheese cutter is no longer there And the old-fashioned weight ......

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...Small things Remembered The shop at the corner Of my childhood Has stopped selling Danish pastry Nor has it Coco macrons, Milk and cheese The rooms are bare On its counter cutting chees......

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...Nostalgia The heat is unusual even the olive grove looks tired, old trees gasping waiting for sundown. Yet the evening is still hot and no breeze soothes tired leaves. Every august I tell m......

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