#WritcoPoemPrompt42
Write a poem focusing on a single memory, or describe what you might imagine the typical grandmother’s kitchen to be like.

I got two grandma kitchens,
One looked old - one looked new.
Starting out as a youngin' in britches,
I miss the food, I miss the groove.

One grandma's kitchen,
yeah she was Ma to my dad.
It always had coffee a brewin',
sitting around just to chit chat.

Grandma Carter's kitchen
always Sunday meals. Or morning Fancy Cake breakfasts,
Domino's, Diet Pepsi, the feels.

Ma...