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warm sunlight trapped
in golden stalks
sits so pretty
within pottered glass.
bright cinnamon dances
honeyed by walnuts.
it smells like
sprinkled brown sugar
tiny silver spoons
chubby neck rolls
wooden high chairs.
bring me wholeness—
blue sky comfort
thick sweet memory.
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Bridgette Tales 
Delicious! Just in time for breakfast here 😋
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Happy Saturday ❤️
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Oatmeal has become my morning comfort food. Maple syrup, cinnamon or cardamom… Simple. Yours looks yummy.
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I mix it up every day and really love the daily comfort it brings me.
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Yep!
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Delicious little piece on good comfort food 😀 Loved your yummy descriptions of it – especially ‘bright cinnamon dances / honeyed by walnuts’. Beautifully penned, Bridgette! ❤ Hope you have a fab weekend.
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Thank you for such a lovely comment, Tom! You always make my day. I hope your weekend is restful and wonderful. ❤️
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Really brightens the day reading such charming gems from you 🙂
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Poetic inspiration comes from many places!
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It sure does! This poem snuck up on me.
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So lovely! Happy Saturday💛
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Thank you! Hope your weekend is wonderful.
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Delicious! 😋
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It was ❤️
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Soul food, methinks, ….✨😉✨
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Yes! Thank you 🙂
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feed it
need it
let it go
thus so
we should all know!
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Yes we should. Thank you.
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A recipe in poetry💖
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What a kind comment! Thank you.
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Guess we can say you made a lovely bowl of words. Good picture companionship to your morning poem Bridgette. I like bowls, especially.
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Thank you, Neil! That bowl was made by a brilliant friend and is one of my favorites.
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Kewt!
❤
David
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Thanks! I’m glad you liked it.
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Mmmm … porridge at any time is breakfast time. 😀
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For sure! It’s always warm and welcoming.
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I was enamored by the first two lines! 💞
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I’m so glad! Thank you, Michele.
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Beautiful.
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Thank you!
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Nice poem.
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I’m glad you liked it. Thank you.
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Delicious recipe & nice breakfast recommend written in poetry.
“bright cinnamon dances
honeyed by walnuts.
it smells like
sprinkled brown sugar”
It’s very nice lines. I like. You share in your’s memories, Bridgette!
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I’m so glad you liked my poem! Thank you and I hope you have a beautiful day.
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You are most welcome!
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Nice piece
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Thank you!
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You’re making me hungry just before bedtime. Looks yummy!
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It was yummy! Thank you.
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Delicious poetry, Bridgette. I love these lines:
bright cinnamon dances
honeyed by walnuts.
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Thank you! I’m so glad you like those lines. I’m having fun with this short poetry form.
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its a delicious poem! I feel like having a mouthfull of this oatmeal!
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It’s quite good! I’m a huge fan of comfort food—millet, oatmeal, fresh baked bread, strawberries and cream. Sometimes you need those things to get through the hard stuff.
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Beautiful
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I’m so glad you think so. Thank you!
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I can taste this one…and want to snuggle the memories it brings back for me too 💞💞💞 Beautifully written, Bridgette!
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That makes me so happy! Thank you ❤️❤️❤️
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