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| Category: | General Poetry |
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Posted: | September 9, 2020 Views: 78 |
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Chapter 50 of the book 2020-5
just because
"Mama Said ... Save Your Fork"
by Barb Hensongispsaca
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When Mama cleared the table she
reminded us of one main thing -
to keep the eating things we'd need
when time for the desert she'd bring.
We never had the fancy ware -
two knives, three forks, and four odd spoons.
We only had one of each piece
for breakfast, supper, dinner noon.
So Mama'd say 'just keep your fork'
for pie or cake of rich design,
'cause she'd not bring another one
and no one else could borrow mine!
Deserts that Mom baked were so good,
what Mama baked could not be beat.
We knew when after dinner came
we'd keep our forks for special treats.
So 'keep your fork' became the rule
when Mama fixed the real good stuff.
We'd save some room for rich desert
and eat until we'd had enough.
Then 'keep your fork' became the cheer
when angels came to lead her on.
A new adventure, full of joy,
was her desert ... my Mom had won.
In life, remember, keep your fork
the very best is yet to come.
This life's on loan, when comes the time
for God's desert, just save me some.
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Author Notes
avmurray thank you for permission to use your picture.
We were farm people and had breakfast, dinner and supper.
Keep your fork, the best is yet to come.
An added note, Mom will be home tomorrow. She is doing great, able to walk with walking boot and arm cane which supports her wrist with the little fracture.
Connie
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