Gran's Pantry Poem by Phil Soar

Gran's Pantry



My granny had a pantry, yes a kitchen mystic place,
Where we would go and steal some grub, to stuff our little face,
She stored all kinds of goodies, that we could rob at will,
I wish that gran was still around, so we could have our fill.

Monday, December 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,sadness
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