BluesPoetry
I always liked her bread hot from the oven
with the taste of love baked inside
I always like the shapes and the flavors
that filled that filled the house
we should have started a coffee house
with her baked goodies, it probably could
have saves our heartaches and taught
our kids self respect
She has a bakers heart soft inside with a tough crust outside
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