i smell the
country biscuits you
are baking for us.
...and i smile.
the familiarity of it all
wraps around me
like a worn, woolen blanket
- keeps me sheltered, warm
love like this
is second to none
(second to none
but you and i)
Copyright © Catherine Young, 2007.
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