Memories of Mom’s gravy

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Memories of  Mom’s gravy

Takes me back

To when I was

3 or 4  

Seems like

There was less

To worry

About and

Everybody

Got along

Just fine.

And everybody

Was interested

In one another life.

You can joke

And play and

Whatever

You wanted

To say without

Saying say I’m

Sorry that’s not

Nice to say

Or without

Anybody taking

Offense to what

You said because

They knew you

Were joking in the

First place.



That’s why? every

Time I take

A bite of mom’s

Whole made gravy

All these

Beautifully

Come rushing back

To me right away

Some day I wish I

Could go back

And live those over

Again just to show

Everybody how happy

This world was at one

Time?

When I look back on

Those memories now I’m

Thinking when to

Everybody start thinking life’s

A rat race? And why

Everybody so uptight

These days?

Feb 22nd 2006


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