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Time

from "Things I've Been Meaning To Say"

Tick…
Moving on, marching on without consent.
Tock…
Mercilessly leaving all to wonder where it went.
Tick…
Without pause for the cause of any soul.
Tock…
Reminding all Who is truly in control.
Tick…
Understanding nothing, pausing for no one’s gain.
Tock…
Bringer of life and healer of all pain.
Tick…
Creator of memories so life and love go on.
Tock…
Tick…
Tock…
Tick…
Tock…

…Gone.

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A Recipe For Pound Cake

From "When She Speaks"

You said that I hooked you
with my sweetness. 
It was Mama’s tradition
passed down to me. 
She said,
“Sweeten it with soul,
sift it with spirit,
then again for good measure
from the heart. 
Add your wisdom slowly,
keeping it warm for consistency,
then blend it with skill and experience. 
Make it special with your sass. 
Purify it with a prayer. 
Line your pan with passion
and fill it with care. 
Be patient as the fire
turns it into what it should be,
and be vigilant so that you
time it perfectly.” 
So shortcuts weren’t an option,
at least not for me. 
Homemade in the kitchen –
thick and sweet. 
Maybe you were right. 
I hooked you with my sweetness. 
It was Mama’s tradition
passed down to me. 
But to tell the truth,
I wouldn’t have done it differently.

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