Hand Crafted KitchenA Poem by AMMD
My grandma's kitchen
was the place wood paneled like both her home and demeanor: of the earth with small, worn hands crafting meals for all occasions celebrations festivities from the Thanksgiving turkey to the homemade wontons of the Chinese New Year swarming spices and smells breathing life and richness into our family and bones until we could become one strong enough for memories to carry the honor and tradition of her hand crafted kitchen © 2024 AMMD |
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Added on July 18, 2024 Last Updated on July 18, 2024 AuthorAMMDAKAboutLifelong reader, writer, and music lover. Lover of learning with a variety of studies, hobbies, and interests. Enjoy experimenting, sometimes sharing and interacting here. If you're interested in .. more..Writing
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