& Making Memories Poem by Mamta Agarwal

& Making Memories

Rating: 3.4


Come I will teach you a new recipe’
Said a friend visiting from overseas.

Give me apples, cinnamon and a pie dish
Long ago you asked me you wish

To learn how to make an Apple Pie
So here we are both going to try

Her face intent, was smeared with the flour
She looked funny; what fun we had for one hour

Mixing the dough vigorously, with her hands
You will always remember this day, she said

Eyes twinkling and joining me uttered, silly
It’s not just a pie, we are making memories.

we talked, as we waited in the kitchen,
the aroma told us when it was done

That was twenty years ago, I recall
Pie came out well and we had such a ball.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
C T Heart 12 September 2008

Simple things moments that not sting cherish it and sing happiness it would bring..... loved your piece...

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Raj Nandy 13 September 2008

Such moments always bring happiness, just as our childhood memories of soap bubbles and gas balloons! -Raj Nandy

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Gargi Saha 21 September 2008

nice receipe I wish I was there. Too many cooks spoil the broth just kidding................

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Anjali Sinha 19 September 2008

nice memories mamta, wish i was there to taste that pie, +10 as always regards anjali

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Sarwar Chowdhury 17 September 2008

wow! interesting! fine poetic description mamtajee........a 10++++

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Sadiqullah Khan 16 September 2008

we make memories all the time, , , so precious are our moments, ,10

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Kesav Easwaran 14 September 2008

A memory pie...sweet and aromatic... good relishing poem recipe, Mamta 10

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