Cakes

by Anna Banasiak   Dec 29, 2018


with afternoon tea I come back
to the past
when you were here
we baked apples
with crumble
dog in the kitchen
fawned over you
the smell of baked cabbage
teased everyone
nicely
smelt this time

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