She
made biscuits from scratch
sifted the flour
cut in the shortening
hand kneaded the dough
let rest
and baked
until they were golden
pulled out to cool before
real butter
grape jelly
made them perfect
they were perfect
she was perfect
we were perfect
together
And I wonder if she knew...
because the year she left us
was the same year I met
him
(almost as if she made room for him)
to sit at the table
sharing biscuits
made perfect
and I am overcome with emotion
as I have been blessed once again
because...
this feels perfect
they are perfect
we are perfect
together
Country Gravy or Jelly?
Perfection!
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