Posted in July 2019, Syllabic Verse

Scent-A-Mental Memories


Our Old House 1959
Our Old House 1959

My childhood alarm clock was varied, often ‘twas
Waking to the sound and smell of coffee perking.
Blurp, blurp, goes the old aluminum peculator,
A signal it was five am and mom was awake,
Bustling about the kitchen, making toast with jam.
I snuggle under the fresh smelling sheets and blankets,
Knowing I have another hour before I hear
Dad’s voice calling, “Leona! Time to get up.”
Those sounds, smells and sights are now memories
Of carefree days in my Illinois country home.

Syllabic Verse

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A born and raised Midwesterner who traveled to Oregon in 2006 via the Oregon Trail route, fell in love with Oregon and now calls it home. I am retired and pursuing my life long dream of becoming a Freelance Inspirational Writer.

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