A Bittersweet Recipe
in loving dedication
This poem is dedicated to my late grandmother. We shared so much time in the kitchen together, especially making cookies. I have many of her recipes and cookie cutters which I've shared with my own children. I think of her every time we use them, and this Christmas was no different. Thank you, grandma, for the lasting memories of love and joy.
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Swirling script and smudged ink
Scrawled across worn
Pieces of pressed pulp.
The stains from loving use,
Notes on the side,
And careful measurements
Hold joy, frustration,
And time well spent.
Memories, prone to fade,
Carry on vividly in my senses
Despite the details
Remaining just on the fringe
Of my mind's eye.
The warmth of the kitchen
A balm to my soul.
The smell of butter, sugar and
Vanilla creaming together.
The sound of treasure–
Our sweet conversations
In between the whir of a mixer.
The taste of the divine
Wrapped in the shape of a cookie.
The strength in your hug
As we say good-bye
At the day's end,
Now bittersweet 'til we meet again.
Memories like these
Passed to each new generation.
Your legacy of love
Lives on.
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Comments (33)
This is wonderful! Only just read. I enjoyed it a lot and it makes me think of my own grandma and growing up with her in the kitchen. 😊 Beautifully worded.
You are such a great writer.
For a magical moment I was taken back, thank you for sharing Heather.
Beautifully written. It made me so nostalgic <3
Thanks for the memories. I could smell the baking of many cookies.
Beautiful, I love this.
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So heartfelt
Absolutely beautiful
So heartfelt. Thank you for sharing these lovely memories.
Recipes of love. Traditions are important. My sister makes some of the cookies my mom used to bake. When I eat a filled mince meat cookie I think of her.
YES wonderful
This is beautiful and delicious at the same time 😆
Lovely writing. So heartwarming. Congratulations on Top Story! very happy
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Lovely writing. So heartwarming. Congratulations on Top Story!
So beautiful Heather. Congratulations on your Top Story.
This is such a wonderful heart warming poem, thank you for sharing
Now you've made us all miss our Nanna's! Very nice piece!
This was a very lovely poem! ❤️
I can feel this. I was a little boy when my grandmother died. But I have her sweat memories in my head. She was my care taker and above all she was my little world.
This was a vividly sewn piece that is felt and breathed in! Hearted!! Congratulations on this beautiful top story!!!
gorgeous piece of nostalgia. Congrats on the top story.
This is very beautiful Heather. It reminded me of my own Grandmother who loved baking. Thankyou for reminding me of a happy time in my past.