I love
The smell of fresh bread
wafting through the ice air
from the bakery
on dark winter mornings
I love
the smell of coffee
as the vapour from the cup
twists its ways to my nose
as I look down at it
waiting to take the first sip
I loved
the smell of my daughter
when a babe
carried in my arms
of bath, powder and her
I loved
The sight of her first steps
as she tottered across the living room carpet
as I held out my hands for her
to come to me, or to stop the fall that eventually comes
I love the feel of my woman
as we cuddle for the middle times of the day
there has been a first
and there will be a last
but we are not there yet
I love the sound of my son
giggling an 8 year olds giggle
at a joke he alone understands
from me, from the TV, from his head
Who knows?
I love the way
That I haven't got a clue how this poem will end
Goodbye
Remember to love.
WOW! ! ...this is a beautiful poem...keep up the marvellous work Man :) :)
Ah Jim - -this is your warm heart speaking out and it comes over as that - a piece of prose which depicts how you observe life and delight in what you see from your poetic window..... a charming vers....10
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I would like to translate this poem
i think it`s a fantastic poem. rather the whole World in it. u named all the things every normal man needs to have and feel in his life