A place for coffee lovers
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Add Yours →Granny square grandmother,
slipping stitches across knuckles
that recapture hazelnut habits,
crocheting curled-chocolate memories
through afternoon
Cappuccino and Crochet
As I sit beside my nonna
watching her nimble fingers move
we share a cup of warming brew
with stories of her days gone by.
Watching her nimble fingers move
the colorful skeins in her lap;
building afghans to keep us warm,
crocheting in bits of her love.
We share a cup of warming brew
making mustaches from the foam,
the heady smell of espresso
wafting across the parlor air.
With stories of her days gone by,
the Tuscan hills where she was born,
I spend the afternoon at peace
enveloped by her loving gaze.
(A Retourne)