Mother's Kitchen--
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Mama's kitchen;
somethin missin,
daddy used to bring home;
dead rabbits and squirrels,
cut up their carcass;
pull off the fur,
blood all over the table and floor;
the green oven in the corner,
has a smell up crimson burning;
whole peeled potatoes boiling,
skillet of frying liquid homemade gravy;
my daddy was a chef,
cooks any and everything from scratch;
grandma Rudell in the living room she'd walks into the kitchen.
~She says son, "cook on well done"~
you see mama could cook too, but she married my dad a navy chef
Who learn how to cook from scratch from his aunts and grand ma
man O man everybody comin in runnin into "Mother’s Kitchen"
8/13/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
written for project North Omaha Writers Group (NOW)assignment
Dedicated to my Father Joseph Lee
Grandmother Rudell Robinson
Great-Aunt Susie
Mother Annie Bell Ross Lee yes all those tasty blessings happen in my mama's kitchen
at 3933 North23rd street, yum
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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