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When i was a wean

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When i was a wean

When i was a wean we got everything free.from first bras to high heel shoes. ma mammy 
thought she had the cream of the crop, five braw weans what a jaw drop. dad wasn't 
working, money was tight, out came the sewing machine, she peddled all night.we awoke in 
the morning new togs to put on, no designer labels but she was dead on. we would fly up the 
stairs to try out our gear,kick our brother out the way,and give him a thick ear. Back we 
would come, twirl for ma mammy,our pals would say yous'e are really jammy.they pulled at 
our clothes looking for a tag,but our clothes you wouldn't find in no mag.

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  1. Date: 8/31/2011 6:03:00 PM
    Uh me ma was the same. she started making clothes and now if you go to any hotel in Zimbabwe you will see every cutrain and bed covering made by her. Cool poem

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    Date: 9/5/2011 6:01:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    They are strong talented women Sidney,they dont make them much like them anymore!
  1. Date: 10/2/2009 5:58:00 PM
    I love this, Kate. My grandmother use to make shirts, that were the envy of all the kids in my school. They were made out of flour sacks, I would wear them, as proud as a peacock. This, ofcourse was back in the late 1950's. THANKS FOR YOUR GRACIOUS COMMENTS TODAY.

  1. Date: 9/28/2009 9:40:00 AM
    Hello Kate thank you very much for your comment on my poem. I really like this, I'm Scottish too and it reminds me of when I was young and growing up! I can't wait to read your other poems!

  1. Date: 9/25/2009 8:46:00 AM
    I never inherited my mothers sewing gift...I always looked forward to the easter dresses she made us......this brought back fun memories.....thank you....The Southern Belle

  1. Date: 9/24/2009 4:01:00 PM
    In ye olde days, many a piece of clothing was made for the weans and others, kool poem Kate>>James

  1. Date: 5/19/2009 4:49:00 PM
    You were the envy of all I bet, I would be! Nothing says unique like clothes.-AA