Full Cycle - Hexsonnetta
To beat the summer heat
boys backs and feet were bare.
We didn't have a care;
we had enough to eat,
(a diet short on meat
but lacking on despair.)
My grandma lived with us,
and gently guided me
('cus momma worked you see).
Mom had to take a bus.
Nan taught me not to cuss.
We shared a lot, we three.
We're raising grandkids now
and grandmas sure know how.
Copyright © Lawrence Eberhart | Year Posted 2015
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