Missing Grandma and Her Recipes
There once was a seventy-year-old woman,
Whose hands were filled with magic,
The food would be amazing,
And the woman was my granny.
At her kitchen,
Filled with jelly and candy,
She was always cooking for my family and me.
She was an old one and liked by everyone.
So everyday, I used to say,
I love you a million ton.
It was she who taught me to cook…
She had a torn recipe book…
But since she’s no more..
I miss the kitchen even more…