Not Her Wisdom

Well, then, that's a grandmother's
comfort ... to know she will not
be forgotten, satisfaction to be
had in the certain knowledge that
when she is gone her memory
will live on, fed by fond recollection
of those left behind for not merely
her love for family but the skills
and experience put to good use
over the kitchen stove, those many
years of tickling the gustatory fancy
of those who believe that no one
could cook up a storm of edible
delights as she ever did with
diffident ease, nor satisfy their
hungry souls with the blessings 
of her love-seasoned dishes whose
aroma and taste sensations will
follow them longingly throughout
their own well-lived experiences.