burnt toast persists
a gift from those wee
those best unseen
lingering at the shadow
i have not the dream
to share that their gift
is welcome not in these
grey hours kissed
with gold
burnt toast persists
a gift from those wee
those best unseen
lingering at the shadow
i have not the dream
to share that their gift
is welcome not in these
grey hours kissed
with gold
4 responses to “burnt toast”
‘grey hours kissed with gold’; powerful image here. 🙂
Thanks! 💙
I image a late night, someone burning toast, and the next morning that smell lingers, and brings back unsure memories.
Thanks about the sum of it. 🙂