Homemade Bread
Homemade bread is
what she baked
and they remember that,
years later they recall
the taste of warm
sourdough melting on
their tongues. He begged
me to make the same at home
and, Lord help me, I tried
and so did he but it was
not Mrs. Maxine's...
what she baked
and they remember that,
years later they recall
the taste of warm
sourdough melting on
their tongues. He begged
me to make the same at home
and, Lord help me, I tried
and so did he but it was
not Mrs. Maxine's...
and he told me so in the
sweetest way, he told me
how her bread should taste
and feel and one day I
hope to bake that way
to knead and rise and
nourish souls with the taste
of my love and care,
with the taste of my heart
for the Lord melting on
little tongues. One day
I hope to bake
a bread just like that.
sweetest way, he told me
how her bread should taste
and feel and one day I
hope to bake that way
to knead and rise and
nourish souls with the taste
of my love and care,
with the taste of my heart
for the Lord melting on
little tongues. One day
I hope to bake
a bread just like that.
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