John L. Sanders

(Harrison, Tennessee)

Mother's Cakes And Pies

Of all the things that mother baked
There was nothing better than her pies and cakes.
When evening came and shadows fall,
We lit the lamp, then one and all
We'd gather around, each takes a plate
She'd give each child some pie or cake.

Then time would come to go to bed,
She would check each child,

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