Sunday mornings at Grandma’s house (a poem)

Today’s prompt in The Daily Poet by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano is to write a poem that uses I remember to begin each line. I wrote such a poem a few weeks ago, but decided to give this challenge a try nonetheless. This time, I thought back to Sunday morning breakfasts at my grandparents’ house when I was a kid…

I remember coffee with jersey milk
and toast straight from the oven

I remember the crumbs floating in the coffee
after I dunked my toast

I remember the taste of soggy burnt toast
with butter and cinnamon

I remember never wanting to leave
that warm, sunny kitchen

(5 April 2015)