The Best Pie Baker

Grandma was the best at baking pies. 
That was a fact nobody denies. 
Apple, rhubarb, sweet potato, cherry, 
pumpkin, pecan, and don't forget blueberry. 
In the kitchen, grandma could be found. 
Her fresh-baked pies were the best around.

inspired by another member's poem
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Allison Avatar
April 26, 2014 at 2:45 PM
mmm this poem is as sweet as apple pie Robert! Hugs Jan x
Ioane Avatar
April 26, 2014 at 6:34 AM
How lucky you are! other than apple pie - never tasted the others. A very sweet write for grandma. Alofas Tiaua.
Peterson Avatar
April 25, 2014 at 10:30 PM
Pleasant memories here for me. I wonder if it's often repeated at all these days. Just open a box instead, I suppose. Anyway, a pleasant journey afforded by your well-crafted words.
Harrell Avatar
April 25, 2014 at 9:23 PM
Oh, yummy. We don't do like they do. Nice one, Robert!
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