Grandmas Old Rolling Pin Poem

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Grandma's old rolling pin, worn and smooth,
A treasure of memories, a symbol of truth.
In her kitchen, it stood tall and proud,
Creating wonders, making hearts feel wowed.
With gentle hands, she'd roll the dough,
Kneading and shaping, just right, you know.
Her skilled fingers worked with grace,
Adding love to every dish she'd embrace.
Pies, cookies, and biscuits divine,
Baked with warmth, a taste so fine.
Grandma's rolling pin, a kitchen heirloom,
Holding secrets, from her to us, they loom.
Through the generations, it has passed,
A legacy of love that will forever last.
A simple tool, but full of stories and lore,
Grandma's old rolling pin, a treasure to adore.