Granny Poem by Sonja Kuehnle

I HOPE I NEVER FORGET THE TASTE OF CREAMY BUTTER
ON HOT BISCUITS
SHE ALWAYS SAID BUTTER UP TWO
WHILE THEY ARE STILL WARM
NOTHING IS GOOD COLD
EXCEPT SOMETHING TO DRINK AND ICECREAM
I MISS LIFE WITH HER
SHE HAD A SIMPLE WAY WITH PEOPLE
NOTHING SIMPLE ABOUT HER
WHEN I WAS YOUNG I KNEW SHE WAS BEAUTIFUL
LATER I WAS TOLD SHE MADE STRAIGHT A'S
THAT WAS SMARTER THAN SMART
BY HAND SHE PERFECTLY STITCHED QUILTS
THE DOUBLE WEDDING RING HAS ALWAYS BEEN MY FAVORITE HECK SHE COULD MAKE A PATTERN WITH A NEWS PAPER
JUST BY LOOKING AT A DRESS THROUGH A WINDOW SHOP
MAMA WORE THEM TO SCHOOL PRETTY AS A PICTURE
GRANNY WAS A JOKSTER ALWAYS DOING SOMETHING
FOR A GOOD LAUGH NOTHING TO HURT ANYONE JUST PURE FUN LIKE THE TIME SHE PUT CORN SILK WHERE THERE WAS NONE KNOWING THE ICE MAN WAS COMING UP THE ROAD
I STILL LAUGH WHEN I PICTURE IT ALL
GRANNY ALWAYS MANAGED TO GET WHAT SHE NEEDED
BACK IN THE 40S SHE HAD A JIM WALTER HOUSE BUILT
HER THE 3 CHILDREN HAD A HOME
THOSE WERE HARD TIMES SHE STOLE A BISCUIT ONCE
CAUSE SHE WAS HUNGRY
THESE DAYS SEEM HARD TO ME
SOMETIMES IF IM LUCKY MY BISCUITS MELT LIKE HERS