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Chicken Soup

No not the kind you get from a packet oh no not that kind
this one has little bits of chicken in it, with onions you can find 
I start with chicken base and add fresh grated garlic to it 
turmuric, black pepper, parsley, and basil just a bit 
Then I let it simmer for an hour while the vegetables steam and swim  
and I sing to it with a wispy voice, that little blessed hymn     
that mama taught me long ago, while making chicken soup; 
Not the kind that you order in from a store next door 
this one comes from the pantry shelf and garden herbs galore 
I start with a clean apron and my hair tied back 
its bright red with white daises, and a strip of black 
Then I stew it and stir it with a large wooden spoon 
then I talk to it, until the hour of noon 
the way my mama taught me, while making chicken soup; 
No not the kind you get from a packet, oh no its never store bought 
its the way my mama showed me, when I was just a tot....

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Michelle Faulkner Date: 9/2/2023 8:50:00 PM Love the memories you have of making this soup with your mother, I sadly have never made homemade chicken soup, maybe will give it a try now~ Login to Reply Mystic Rose Rose Date: 9/3/2023 7:29:00 AM the quickest and easiest way love is to take half a chicken and throw it in a pot, add onions carrots and celery, with chicken stock and let it boil, you can add fresh garlic and parsley too, in the old days mom would serve it with mayonaise as a dipping sauce lol boiled chicken and mayo yum, if you want more info message me , :) will gladly share

Jan Allison Date: 8/31/2023 2:41:00 PM aww this is so precious in so many ways Vie:-) hugs jan xx Login to Reply Mystic Rose Rose Date: 8/31/2023 4:31:00 PM thanks for reading it hon, she taught me so much in one lifetime, including how to laugh and smile, :)