The kitchen where the table sat in the corner by the window
The brown and white table cloth I layed straight out
Oh how I smell mom's delcious turkey ready to come out of the oven
Yellow rice with pecan pie decorated with red pepper
baked chicken and mash potaotes and fresh garden salad with the color of my mom's beautiful flowers
this is all about a holiday with your family and friends giving thanks in unity and unforgetable wonderful holiday
my house the kitchen and dinning room where you could smell all the wonderful food cooked and ready to be eaten.
-Otoniel
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good poem!
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