Sunday, May 27, 2007

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Rating: 5.0

I smell my Grandma's kitchen
tortillas floating in the air
empanadas in my hair
the oven is hot and I am small,
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Margaret Ann Newcomb
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William Jackson 27 May 2007

Another fine poem evoking memories of time well spent with family. I love the tortillas, empanadas, and childlike anticipation.

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Margaret Ann Newcomb

Margaret Ann Newcomb

Whidby Island, WA
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