HERE ARE THE PAGES STILL COVERED IN FLOUR
Here’s the recipe for coffee biscuits, still covered in a little flour
Meringues and Koeksisters and yummy Swiss Roll,
Everything sweet, savoury and sour.
Here’s the recipe borrowed from a friend,
Nothing those days was sugar-free,
Lemon marmalade and Hertzog cookies,
(some said Jan Smutsies when invited to tea.)
Favourite pages, stained over years
Now I smell them, and taste the tears
As I remember licking bowl and beater
Nothing more vivid, nothing sweeter.
Fast come the memories of learning the trick
Of rolling the dough, “not too thin, nor too thick.”
Of copping a wallop with the same wooden spoon
That mixed in the flavours and kept us in tune.
Here’s the recipe for happy days,
Cornflour still sticks to the well-turned pages
Here’s the smell of a happy childhood
That will not go in a thousand ages
Comments
Post a Comment