Sip of coffee with sweet foam,
transport to my childhood home.
Scents and flavors interweave,
playful thoughts feel so naive.

Mystical nights on the phone,
magical days of unknowns,
chose pretend and make-believe,
painted world wide eyes conceive.

Gulp of water twist of lime,
brings me back to present times,
offers all day dreams can give,
forms the life I choose to live.

Obtain every past goal craved,
heartbeats strong and ever brave,
recognize actions I see,
are directed back to me.

Guzzle down pure love and light,
transports me to a bright sight.
Sparkles twinkle on my face,
soul filled body kissed with grace.

All good things will follow through,
build the stories pick and choose,
ask a question, build a view,
then examine what minds drew.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published September 18, 2021

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  1. Beautiful poetry Grace. You captures so well how a sound, a smell, a taste can take one back to deep moments in time. And you end the poem poignantly with the gift that is always there (though sometimes one forgets) “we get to pick and choose and build…a view…anew.
    Brilliant piece. Thank you for sharing it.

  2. Lovely, Grace! It’s amazing how a scent, sound, or taste can transport you to a different time πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

  3. This has such a wonderful ring, and I just love your chosen words and joy in your poem, Grace!
    So excited because I think Renee is choosing Grace as her middle name for her baby -:)πŸ’•πŸ’—πŸ’•

  4. What a lovely drawing with the help of stimuli received through ears, nose and tongue. A beautiful poem, Grace πŸ’–πŸ’

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