Pickled Beets
Location
When I was but a young lass
not very far in the past
I remember sitting at the ramily table
with food dishes around me
glad my snomach was empty
so I could eat until I was unable.
Ready to start and happy
my mother stared right at me
and I honestly could not figure out why
I knew that I was in deep
so I scooped up a large beet
and then she smiled that I was willing to try
those cranberry colored roots
raided from the cellar loot.