Warm Fresh Bread

A quick poem that is supposed to give you the feeling of getting some nice warm fresh bread. Soft happiness is a common but lovely thing.

It’s the crack of dawn,

or at least it feels like it

Way too early for your taste

But it will be worth it

They are worth it

They are with you, right at your side

Even though gloved hands

You can feel them

Their excitement

It’s infectious

It spreads through your body

Warming it up

Smiles behind warm woolen scarves

Swaths of like-minded people

All leading to the same place

The same goal

Slowly moving

You can almost see the goal

You hold them tight

But the journey is only beginning, isn't it?

Reviews

[Lilac Lilies]

This poem is really beautiful and sweet, great job, keep up the good work!