Archive for February, 2009

Maybe

Saturday, February 7th, 2009

I stepped

Foot by foot

Into the calm

Waters of the

Black Sea

in my

Fathers homeland.

My father as a kid

Must have swam

Here and maybe even

In this exact spot.

Then came the

Tasty aromas

of perushkey

Filled with mouth-watering

Fruits, and

Custard,

Maybe he

Tasted

These same

Tasty delights.

Then, slowly

One by one

Adults and children

Of all ages would

Try to sell you

Their prized, homemade

Exquisites.

Maybe

Even my father

Had both

Smelled,

Seen,

And

Tasted

What I had.

Maybe

 

*Perushkey is a Russian food made up of an outer shell of soft baked bread and stuffing for the filling.