You wake to a quaint

Sunday morn‘

Or at least you think

It’s Sunday

You miss the smell of

Freshly baked rolls

Or ground coffee beans.

Instead your mind projects

To you the smells of

Yesterday –

Sweet oleander overload

The taste of lemon maracuya

And chocolate ice cream

From ‘Ice-Peter’

Most famous in Baden/Vienna

Where the celebrated and the

Infamous rally to the spas.

Certainly Beethoven was with

Grillparzer and Mozart

The most prominent of artists

And in the early 20th century

Strauß and Lanner

Who took to the sulfur waters.

‘Good morning!’ Eva greets

A room neighbour

Sharing the daily meals at the

Same table

In the Grand Hotel Badener Hof.

Time to divulge in fresh fruit

And some sweets.

Yet the taste buds are not

Stimulated as usually

Besides the smells seem faintly


Eva means that’s due to age.

Sweet age of the late 70’s.




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