Get Your Premium Membership

My nice's Cranberry Sauce is the Very Best in all Land

My nices Cranberry sauce is the very best in all 
You see she has a secret ingredient only I know about,
and that is love.
She had a wonderful mom that has now passed, 
But when I taste her sauce somehow I feel she is still around and very much alive.
This woman taught me a great deal 
she said to me Marc don't ever steal
But what can I say I'm trying to get her recipe
But I have to accept that sometimes
some things can never be
I will just have to be content with a jar sent to me on Thanksgiving day
When we all join in grace
We can always rave about the plump turkey we make 
But I can't take credit for that special sauce
The one our nice sends us 
Cranberry delight

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

Post Comments
Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.