Reblogs -Illiterate

A wise woman I knew,never could read a book,she cared for the chickens,sang and danced as she cooked. She could make sweet candy,curdling milk with lime,adding sugar too,it tasted sublime. Building her fine house,of mortar and bricks,she mopped it inside,with a rag and stick. Not watching a clock,when predicting time,instead looked outside,noticing sunshine. Quickly sniffing […]