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Grandmas House.
We walked past the bakery and the smell of warm fresh bread wafting through the air made me smile...suddenly I was taken back to grandmas house. It was 1969 and I was just 9 years old. I was dreaming of Grandma pulling loaves of that warm fresh bread out of the oven so I could put butter on it and get me a large cold glass of milk when I woke to the smell tickling my nose. I slowly opened my eyes and as I sat up Grandma called to us "come down and get some scones while there still hot". I smiled as I crawled out of bed knowing the treat I was in store for.
MTC....
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
Last edited by J.R.V.A.; 07-20-2011 at 03:20 PM..
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