I love my little kitchen, Lord;


It’s always nice and neat


I love to set the table


And cook good food to eat.




Sometimes as I wash dishes


Or stir a pot of stew,


I dream about the years ahead


And smile at dreams come true.




There may be other kitchens


As the world around us grows;


But none will hold more memories


As this, our very own!



c.Donna Swanson


About dswan2

Poet, author, columnist, lyricist, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, wife of 50 years. Born and raised in America's Heartland
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  1. Joe Zakarian says:

    Donna, I love sneaking into Rosie’s kithchen!
    Let me explain:
    I’m not a chef by any means,
    But at least I can open a can of beans.
    Along with a drumstick and a wing or two,
    I wonder how my girth and belly grew!


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