My grandma's kitchen was so humongous
I couldn't see much over the table top
Where most of the meals we had were eaten
Where she prepared food and eggs were beaten
Her sink was red clay with cupbpard under
Each side were benches to place bits and pieces
With curtains hiding pots and pans below
Glass cabinet had best china on show
The floor there had some awful well worn tiles
That were so cold to my baby bare feet
So Mum held my hands with my feet on hers
And sat in high chair whilst Grandma's cat purrs
The kitchen had fours doors, one to the larder
Two to lounge, three to bathroom, four to yard
She'd lots of beaut flowers growing out back
Granddad grew veggies and fruit they'd not lack
In remembering many years ago
I feel like crying for all that I've lost
Grandma holding me singing a lullaby
Eating Christmas turkey in years gone by
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