Weekends were french toast, poached eggs
sizzlean, Spider-Man and His Amazing Friends
at mawmaw's house; pallets in the living room with legs
of cousins piled under the covers on nights we would spend
singing songs and cracking jokes into the early morn.
Mawmaw was always there with a smile and screwdriver
in a styrofoam cup watching the children's children she had borne.
A strong woman with an iron will of which few were wiser
than her the way that she would appeal to us with yard stick
in hand that she would take from the threshold of the kitchen door;
a sure way to straighten out the foolish behavior quick
which was something that i didn't understand before
and one thing that she did that will always and forever stay in my head
was when I was college falling down, remember to pray she said.
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