Gramma's Country Kitchen

Gramma's Country Kitchen

Gramma's country kitchen had a wood stove by the door
It had big sunny windows and rag rugs on the floor
Gramma's country kitchen was very cheerful and bright
The walls were painted yellow and the trim was painted white.
There was no running water there, Gramma pumped it from a well.
And she called us all to dinner with a joyful sounding yell.
Wonderful aromas always came from Gramma's oven.
Everything that got baked in it received her extra lovin.
Gramma's country kitchen was the place to go with wounded knee.
She would kiss it to make it better, and sit you down to tea.
She'd feed you milk and cookies or home baked bread and jam
And would wipe away the tears when you'd been bullied by cousin Sam.
Gramma's country kitchen was beneath my bedroom floors
And many a night I would lay on it to hear the laughs and roars.
For Aunts and Uncles, Cousins and Friends...as many as  were able,
All gathered there at night to have fun around  Gramma's country table.

©D.W.Rickard 2000