The Cinnamon Bun Maker

The Cinnamon Bun Maker

A Poem by Carolynn

I found an old envelope today
and tucked neatly inside
was a hand-written letter
from my Grandma

Hello my dear
it’s been a while,
I hope your well,
I miss you child

I baked some buns,
the ones you like
with cinnamon
and sweet delight

I wish that we
could share some tea
I’d love to have
your company

I wish you joy
and bid farewell
I pray to God
he keeps you well

The page has weathered
over the years
but I marvel at the penmanship
that was uniquely her
and I recall the days when my pen was uniquely me

A time when an envelope arriving in the mail
was as delicious as those sticky cinnamon buns!

© 2018 Carolynn


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Something exciting about letters.
The tangible thoughts running through them.
The content you can touch for all time.
I'd be running down the bakers now.

Posted 1 Year Ago


maybe even more delicious...i remember, because of this poem, of a long distance relationship i had with a girl from Poland...it was quite romantic and most of it was in letters...the anticipation, checking the mail...and the finding those wonderfully scented letters expressing such love...
Hopefully she had felt the same when receiving mine.
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I miss the letter writing days as well, although my penmanship is atrocious. What a fabulous nostalgic look back. The smells and the emotions overwhelming. You made me nostalgic, hungry and a bit wistful with just a couple of stanzas...well done.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Carolynn

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much for enjoying my simple words. I sure miss that lost art as well (and my hand writi.. read more
oooh i love this so old fashioned and reminiscent of another time you getting a letter from your dear sweet grandma. I used to write weekly to my grandfather we lived with him but sometimes he would go away for a month a few times a year with his lady friend he was a widower. I missed him and snail mailed him at least twice a week the stamps were like 5 c. after he died when i was in mid twenties mum gave me back all the letters that he saved i read each and every one i was like pre teen 10 11 12 when i wrote them and they brought back so many memories the stationery i used, the smell of the dried flowers i enclosed, the envelopes with the funny messages and stickers on the back, my own sweet handwriting of a childl the memories in the letters of my day to day childhood news to him. Alas they are all gone someone through them out in a clean out, not me, but he kept every one. Your letter is so special to you dont lose it.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Carolynn

1 Year Ago

I have a box full of old letters from my Grandma as well as numerous friends and yes they are awesom.. read more
Those were the days, when people actually wrote letters which were delivered by the postman. This poem is lovely and brought a lump to my throat because both my Nans used to write to me. I can remember the excitement of receiving an envelope addressed to little me. How I loved that. A trip down nostalgia lane Carolyn. My Nan's speciality was bread pudding. I still love it all these years later.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


Carolynn

1 Year Ago

Yes those special letters that arrived in the mail...nothing can replace how special that was! (and .. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Year Ago

Funny what you remember with much affection isn't it:))
This brought on tears...that love was so beautiful and unique. Your pen creates awesome images and feelings here. They all join to say so much about a special Grandma.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Carolynn

1 Year Ago

Yes she was a very special Grandma and I miss getting those personal letters in the mail :) Thanks f.. read more
A hand written note or letter always has a special place in our hearts. Just takes me back to childhood birthdays, where I would receive cards with esq after my name and paper m

Posted 1 Year Ago


Lorry

1 Year Ago

Continued....paper money if we were lucky.
Its a dying trade, this writing thing from the lo.. read more
Carolynn

1 Year Ago

It sure is. We all have the same style now - computerized....nothing original about that! :)
how nostalgic....and the perfect mix of Free Verse and rhyme. Nicely weaved with a killer ending that makes us yearn for the olden days, and wonder what the world has come to. Well done!

"hand-written" (missing an "n")

Posted 1 Year Ago


Carolynn

1 Year Ago

Damn that “n” lol - thanks for catching that and for your encouraging review :)
emipoemi

1 Year Ago

my pleasure.
Ah, cursive writing!--unique to each pen-wielder; one very old art, sadly, becoming extinct.
A charming and quite touching piece of work, Carolynn.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Carolynn

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much for your review and visit :) yes it is sadly becoming extinct

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