“Apple Pie” (Haiku)

First apple pie of the season fresh out of the oven

First apple pie of the season fresh out of the oven

First apple pie of the season. Spent three hours in the kitchen, but the bagful of red Washington apples at the market was just too delicious-looking to pass up.

Apple pie baking
warm, sweet aroma wafting –
memories of home

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A 19th-century romantic poet trying to get by in the 21st-century.
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