Live Oak

January 27, 2024

Live Oak

   She came to us on a lazy Mother’s Day afternoon,
carrying the story of our family between her brow.
   The passages of the births and deaths of our Ancestors
Etched in lines on her hands and face.
   Grammy always knew the real you,
and never pretended to be more than she was.
   She came from a time when our generations
were not so far apart - when paid day cares weren’t a thing. 
   It’s always free in Grammy’s kitchen,
because the night shift pays enough
 to keep the lights on, 
and gumbo has a way of stretching.
   She knew how to remember the old
stories of our family.
She came to us with a golden memory, and a heart with room for all of us to live.
From her body
   and inside her Spirit.

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