Viola

My mother’s mom was “Grandma O”
Her knotted hands pained her
From working the dough

But it was something she loved
And the skin on her hands
Were soft from the butter

She always had lefse,
Flatbread, cookies or pies
And usually she had them all

For the lefse: butter and sugar
For the flatbread: butter and jam
For cookies and pie: ice cream

The flatbread was always stored
In the empty ice cream bucket
Thanks to the a la mode

​She was quick with a grill cheese
And soup for lunch for me
That I’d eat while watching Sesame Street