Sim1S@ys
It's not just the time.
Or even the years.
It's every minute, second, pause, breath ...
Every single one where I see the possibilities ...
and you're right at the tip of my fingertips.
Pasta. Cake. A beautiful cheese sauce.
Have you ever known the wonder of flour in its many forms?
I have. It's my tickled delight - every finger passing through floured counters for bread, pans made ready for baked joy.
Flour - you had me at hello.