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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It's early morning , dawn new day has come The reason for the anxiety, no one set sits at the kitchen table, Anymore Dad sitting at the kitchen table with a hot cup of Maxwell house coffee black, no sugar, nor cream Smoking his third cigarette Raleigh's We don't sit at the kitchen table together.Anymore Mama's coming to sit down. She's pouring her a cup of coffee with cream and sugar. Lighting up a cigarette herself Salem's menthol. It's before time I'm still yet asleep In the basement bedroom Not fully asleep yet not all awakened I cough from the cigarette smoke Unbearable, who has the right as a child, to ask a grown-up to put those cigarettes out We don't sit at the kitchen table together anymore. My parents together sitting down gathering Smoking cigarettes, sipping coffee in lateral gathering processing Different things. Before going into the garage to start up their cars then go to there separate jobs We don't sit together at the kitchen table anymore About forty- minutes later i rise, do my hygiene.\nIn the house, it's empty, no wonder but me. We don't sit together at the kitchen table anymore I may or may not fix me some breakfast.\n My mother may have left a couple of sips of coffee on the table. I steal a sip. Yum! creamy, cool sweet Lingering in the air toxic stale air Now strangers to the kitchen, there's no room for cigarettes, coffee or breakfast. For even the table, the kitchen nor both of my parents are here. My parents gone deceased. The house where the kitchen was torn down and I and my brother alone birth in The Times when families gather together at the kitchen and dining room table. And had 2 to 3 meals daily , including the weekends This hurts for sure now... we don't sit together at the kitchen table anymore For all the those things we sat down and gazed it together for all , but I myself in one other it's all gone now 2/4/26 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
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