Grandma’s Kitchen

So very far away,
stood a rustic old cafe,
essence made up of fine silk,
felt like warm cookies and milk.


Tables all covered in lace
filling up this fun-filled place,
people gathered up in crowds,
telling jokes and laughing loud.

Magic dust swept through the air,
lifting all unwanted cares,
every lost was at last found,
happiness flew all around.

Good times never seemed to cease,
spreading a love-filled disease.
while confessions snuggled safe
sheltered in this worn cafe.

Many spent wonderful years
leaving no sins left to clear,
carried this favorite spot
as a dot within their heart.

Happy thoughts forever near,
safety shield from any fear.
Memories that act as guides,
lock them up way deep inside.

– Grace Y. Estevez

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  1. Wow Grace, this is magically beautiful!! There are so many lines here that are my favorite, can’t pick one!!!! I absolutely love this so much, the flow is nostalgic, pure, miraculous and filled with love!!!!! Incredibly done, my friend!!!! Each time I read your work, I just feel so lucky to have connected with you 🖤🤗💖

      1. Aww you’re so welcome, it’s always a pleasure!!! 🖤🖤🤗🤗

        I’d love to collaborate with you some time if you’re ever interested!!! Lmk, I think we could really create something magical!!!

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