Lorna

The Five Senses

Smell the pine in the floorboards

Polished with wear

Smell the oiled tablecloth

And the kerosene in the lamp

Feel the shift in the old chair

As you sit and watch the white curtains

Filter the window light

Hear the pan sputter

As the stove heats the butter

The bacon sizzles

The toast pops

The eggs crackle

Spread the jam

And taste the ham and its fixings

Take it in

So much love in the kitchen