Momma In the Kitchen Thanksgiving
Stability with direction
Turning and swiveling
Never in a backward tilt
Wheels always turning
Sprinkling and seasoning
With sugar and spice
A dash and dab here and there
Creating a master peace delight
350 degrees 20lbs. 5 hours
Trimmer set Turkey is dressed
Pumpkin pie is next
Blending and mixing homemade crust
Hot Homemade bread still in the oven
Butter waiting to be spread
Smells of food cooking
While the men are still sleeping
The Turkey may be burnt
The bread eaten and the pie?
Who cares
Mommy is drinking spiked eggnog
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2019
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