Burlap and Satin
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One of my skirts was a fabric somewhat like this one. It was only one year that we had to do this because mother was laid off. She usually bought our clothes and the groceries. She went back to work within a year and then one other time she was out of work for a short time but I did not remember it being as bad.
On the porch, clouds covering the sun
Memories flood like spring rain
Remembering those times long ago
Of burlap times and pain
There was no hope for satin gowns
Calico was my dress
Then times were harder that one year
Adults were really stressed
Daddy bought the animal feed
In sacks of printed cloth
Mama got enough matching bags
Untouched by dreaded moth
Two skirts were made by a seamstress
Some shirts from bleached flour sacks
There was no nudity at our home
In work mom did not slack
We knew nothing of satin cloth
Survival our weak mode
God blessed my father's efforts
When new skirts were sewed
Written: March 24, 2018
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2018
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