The Cook
She placed her apron tightly on
it hid her nightly gown
and gently whisped the recipe
from ages handed down.
She tweeked many recipes,
if they were not her own
became her families fav chef
the best they ever known.
She's a wife, sister and Mother,
Some day a Grandma too
and someday her recipes
will be handed down to you.
Wrote By: Jessica Thompson
date: 3/31/14
Copyright © Jessica Thompson | Year Posted 2014
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