Food Poem: Breakfast by Joyce Sutphen
My father taught me how to eat breakfastthose mornings when it was my turn to helphim milk the cows. I loved rising up from the darkness and coming quietly downthe stairs while the others were still sleeping.I’d take a bowl from the cupboard, a spoon from the drawer, and slip into the pantrywhere he was… Read More Food Poem: Breakfast by Joyce Sutphen