Grandma’s Kitchen (A Poem)

Yellow cabinets, like sunflowers are planted on top of floral walls, the sink is clean; the lemon scent still lingering in the corners,  the cooker whistles, and the sound echoes excitedly, bringing smiles to the waiters, making Grandma herself hurry to the stove.  The smell of meat overpowers everything; as every second passes by, our […]