| Posted on December 10, 2010 at 12:56 PM |
Maxton Hall Dec. 6th
Tasty Memories
I remember the apple pie. Making the dough and rolling the apples in the cinnamon.
Stealing some apples when my mom wasn’t looking.
The aroma of the cinnamon and the sweet taste of the sugar juice inside the apples.
I remember the taste of the dough and the sweetness of the apples and the smell of the cinnamon.
Categories: Poetry
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