Not For Us Now Chicken and Gravy and Baked Biscuits- -
While sitting at the kitchen table my spirit;
Embarks listening my nose for the baked biscuit;
I am invested so heavily in simplistic tradition;
Hot baked buttered fresh out the oven wicket;
Grandma told me and grandpa get out the skillet;
Cause that chicken and gravy for Christmas;
12/30/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
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