Posted in April 2019, NaPoWriMo 2019, Syllabic Verse

Scent-A-Mental Memories

Aluminum Percolator

My childhood alarm clock was varied, often twas

Waking to the sound and smell of coffee perking.

Blurp, blurp, goes the old aluminum percolator,

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

#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 13–Off Prompt

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