Blueberry Pie Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Blueberry Pie



Long, long ago and bye and bye
Grandma would bake blueberry pie
The children waited for a slice
With hungry eyes like little mice

The oven took a lot of time
While grandma hummed old gospel rhymes
When it was done, and not until
She cooled it on the windowsill

The children grew and moved away
And found a world that did not pray
Nor bake, nor sing, nor stop to bake
Pies like dear grandma used to make.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Margaret O Driscoll 12 January 2016

A world that did not pray, or sing or bake, how sad, unlike the world of home-baked blueberry pie and gospel rhyme songs being sung

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