Mom was a city girl and wouldn't cook or eat the rabbits that Dad shot. Grandma did that and he would eat it at her place too. We were poor but we did have butchered animals for him to eat.
You did good with the words, they worked very well in the telling your story. ..
Pigeon Pie - has nobody ever had this - Why, its a delicacy in some countries......but not in my kitchen. ha,ha I could not have pulled that one off Gail - Great job and well said.
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Close this window Jump to comment formgotta be a hard 'assignment' but you pulled it off. :)
May 25, 2014 at 9:55 AM
To get by - pigeons can be a delicacy... A hard life well described.
May 25, 2014 at 10:51 AM
You can be poor of external riches and rich in internal ones..I feel they are the latter..nicely written commemorative and thoughtful
May 25, 2014 at 11:01 AM
Awesome job, Gail. :-D
And I learned something. Did not know pigeons are good to eat. Thanks for that.
Have a wonderful weekend!
May 25, 2014 at 11:14 AM
love this strength and the power of endurance that's so natural to them
.....great lines
May 25, 2014 at 12:04 PM
i think our world was a better place when dirt poor was the norm...i was raised dirt poor and it made me who i am.
May 25, 2014 at 12:08 PM
I appreciate the message in this. You are so right. Hard work and being satisfied with what you have, even if it is little, will get you by.
"Watching your mate
What's in their head"
Aren't we always doing that?! This is probably more frustrating than not having enough to eat.
May 25, 2014 at 1:10 PM
Great job and message :-)
May 25, 2014 at 3:26 PM
A lot of hard work to make ends meet ~ Still there's pride in our work ~
May 25, 2014 at 3:44 PM
Pigeon . . . first for me . . .
Liked your poem word ditty . . . you did it!
May 25, 2014 at 3:55 PM
Wow Gail I LOVE LOVE the way you can pull those challenges together so seemingly easy. Good one. Hug B
May 25, 2014 at 4:40 PM
Mom was a city girl and wouldn't cook or eat the rabbits that Dad shot. Grandma did that and he would eat it at her place too. We were poor but we did have butchered animals for him to eat.
You did good with the words, they worked very well in the telling your story.
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May 25, 2014 at 5:24 PM
Good job...poor in belongings but rich on heart...:)JP
May 25, 2014 at 5:31 PM
Great job with the wordle and I love your last stanza.
May 25, 2014 at 5:34 PM
How fortunate are those who are satisfied with their lot however meager. I really liked this piece.
May 25, 2014 at 7:02 PM
Pigeon Pie - has nobody ever had this - Why, its a delicacy in some countries......but not in my kitchen. ha,ha I could not have pulled that one off Gail - Great job and well said.
May 26, 2014 at 5:20 AM
Everything southern music is - down to earth and real.
May 28, 2014 at 10:32 PM