MIRRORS OF LIFE

MAMA  LAUGHS

              


    "Chicken frying, pies
     abaking mamas in the
     kitchen.  Papa trys to
     sneak a bite we are
     right there with him.
     fresh baked bread and
     apple jam and creamy,
     soft cow-butter
     a lilttle tea with
     peppermint hot enough
     to make you stutter.
     tables set, plates
     in place silverware all
     laid out shiny glasses
     filled with drink
     as we gather all about.
     then papa prays,
     and we join in
     the meals almost done
     so this is life, then
     mama  laughs
     as from dirty dishes
     we all run."


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