two feet of sticky-sweet dough
rolled out from under hands that know
that know from years of watching those
who've gone before, ahead, years more.
two cups of runny-butter goo
drips, carries, swirls, pools.
two cups of sugar, cinnamon touched
falls, trips, sweeps, twirls.
More.
five curls, tight
and 15 "perfect" snips, just right.
two feet of sticky-sweet dough
rolled out from under hands that know
that know from years of watching you (and you my grandma and yours too)
who've gone before, ahead, years more.
OHhhhh Hawa, boy does this bring back memories, memories of you and my mother; memories of you and me; memories of my grandmother. wow. amazing, i hope Caleb learns to make cinn. rolls and laisy daisy too....thank you, you blessed me and no doubt others with this. I loveyou!!! PKG coming for Caleb's birthday, wish i had tucked in a few Russian t cakes...next time!
ReplyDeleteOh man did you ever bring back memories for me of me and my mom making cinnamon rolls. I see it, I taste it, I smell it. Reminds me too of all the people I'd have over for cinnamon rolls.
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