An Unforgettable Trip (Part 2) Poem by Rebecca Navarre

My girlfriend and I crinkled our noses and laughed too,
as a different, rotten like odor came to us! Grandma was
already in the kitchen getting set to start breakfast.
As she said, come on girls, I'll fix something up that
smells a whole lot better than your Grandpa! Humpf, was
the sound that Grandpa made. Grandmas breakfast on the
farm always tasted so much better than the breakfast Mom
made in the cities. Although they were pretty much the
same. The pancakes, eggs, sausage, bacon, and toast made
our mouths water, just at the thought! Although being
from the cities, us girls weren't quite used to the fresh
squeezed milk from the cows. Hesitant at the tan color, and
sweet smell, we closed our eyes and gulped quickly. Grandma
would laugh and say, your not going to become cowgirls that
way! But, we were to anxious to get out and explore the
countryside, to ponder or remark much on Grandmas comments
to us. Grandma could tell this, as she said. Now you girls
put on your coats and boots, and bundled up. For the snow
hasn't quite melted yet, and the air still has a bitter
chill to it! As we tried to savor Grandmas breakfast, we
still couldn't keep ourselves from woofing it down, in the
excitement of going out.. We thanked Grandma for the delicious
meal and quickly bundled up into our coats. Pretzel, the
family farm dog, sniffed and whinned at us in our excitement.
Wagging his short stubby tale in excitement, of going out
with us.