Homely Joys
Slow-cooked stew, meaty,
redolent with onion and garlic,
chunks of carrots, soft green beans.
Custard, warm and soft, covering
spiced apples, sweet-smelling
cinnamon, a dash of nutmeg.
An old friend in the pages of a book,
The familiar chair, worn to fit.
A cat, coiled, snug on a lap.
Stillness, quiet, peace.
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No, not my dinner nor my reality. Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming. And another busy day!
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