Fragrance of new bread
Kindling childhood memory
I travel through time
Snuggled close on grandma’s knee
In the glow of the hearthfire


For Colleen’s poetry challenge

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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19 Responses to Warmth…

  1. Mr. Militant Negro says:

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.


  2. This is lovely in so many ways Sue, the newly baked bread, the warmth of the fire, and cuddled up with Grandma! 🙂


  3. Sue! I have those same memories. No hearth or fire, but that bread! Grandma made the best bread. Thanks for reminding me. ❤


  4. Such a warm and snuggly poem, Sue. Thanks for sharing the beautiful memory.


  5. Michael says:

    I do so like that


  6. Widdershins says:

    Gazing into the flames … mmmmm 🙂


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