Allen T. Hunt

(South Haven, Michigan)

Sugar Plum

Scent of spring in the air as I drove the highway south.
Patches of fresh cut grass and apple blossoms caught me reminiscing to my youth.

She baked the cookies with loving care and sold them with smile.
I sat nearby sipping my steaming brew and watched her for awhile.

Such a sweetness and vivaciousness with everyone that came by,
And in a caught up moment she was holding a young mother's babe.

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