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I would love critiques for a poem I'm working on, Grandmama's Song...
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Kimeko Farrar
September 2010
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Kimeko Farrar
September 2010
Grandmama’s Song http://chickunderconstruction.wordpress.com She used to be a kid, before I knew her, and before I was my mother’s child She played in fields of high weeds and old barns and hoped to finish the 6th grade She was poor and orphaned but saw the world fondly Past women’s emancipation, segregation and finally integration She used to be a drinker, a smoker, a partier and nosey too Before she got saved When her body was shaped like a coke bottle men swarmed like bees to taste her sweetness And I watched She curled her hair with strips of brown paper sacks before putting on bold print dresses and painting her fingernails red to match her lips She used to be my caregiver, my cook, and my comedian She bought me penny candy and Pepsi every first of the month And nobody in the world made hot water cornbread like her My Grandmama... Until cancer diminished her youth and spirit and left me with memories that hurt long before they brought comfort But she didn’t complain As a matter of fact it was a long-long while before we even knew Because to her it was more about us being okay Now, as I leave her flowers and rub my fingers across cold stone I picture her flying high across the sky Hair long and black Skin firm and smooth and joints agile Hugging the clouds with arms of love and laughter

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