Grandma's Kitchen
#WritcoPoemPrompt42
I remembered waking up on Monday morning
A nice Aroma filled my nose
I sprinted to the kitchen
it was grandma again
it was her and her delicate
it was her and her kitchen
the way they communicated.
she loved...
I remembered waking up on Monday morning
A nice Aroma filled my nose
I sprinted to the kitchen
it was grandma again
it was her and her delicate
it was her and her kitchen
the way they communicated.
she loved...