Truffles

✨A Poem✨

Truffles Revisited

Golden box filled with a cryptic desserts

The folded paper to decipher

which chocolate is at

the tip of my tongue

Without that paper

I poke and prod each truffle

looking for the perfect one.

And when I find the one that suits me

I tip my head back and bask the heavens

It’s a laborious search for

that one piece

That one that rests at the tip of

your tongue.

Saschia ✨Jayne ✨ Johnson

Published by Jayne

Saschia Jayne Johnson is the author of Writer’s Quest: A Triptych. On her free time, she likes to be with her family outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize it was the search that held what was most important; curiosity." Saschia works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.

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