This Poem was Submitted By: Floriana F. Hall On Date: 2001-01-07 07:36:52 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Pork, sauerkraut and dumplings Was a twice a month treat, Grandma cured cabbage in a crock, Simmered pork slowly, tender to eat, The dumplings were made from mashed potatoes, And sometimes she cut up homegrown tomatoes. Clothing was sewn on her treadle machine, Poor Grandma lost a finger caught in between, Life was fun but a tad hard Stoking a coal furnace, rendering lard, Baking bread, aroma permeating the rooms, Beating carpets with long straw brooms, Scraping knuckles on washboards scrubbing clothes, Winter, walking to school, frozen fingers and toes. Summer, enjoying the fragrant red rose, Yes, life with Grandma no one today knows, However, she didn't mind the highs and the lows, Nor expected conveniences the future would hold. She was happy living her simple way; I lived with her, and  am privileged to say Her smile remains with me this very day.

Copyright © January 2001 Floriana F. Hall

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