Hoarded Moments
by Adrian B.
· 09/03/2026
Published 09/03/2026 15:05
The pantry stands silent, a vault of the past,
finding old jars where time seems to last.
Dust motes dance in the beams of the light,
like laughter long faded from dinners at night.
A jar of expired sauce brings memories near,
savoring garlic and joy mingled with cheer.
Each item a whisper, a taste of the home,
reminders of meals where love used to roam.