Grandma Was Dancing

>>>>>>>>>  She was a tappin' to rhythmic tunes...
                                   those Mississippi blues,
                                  step-pin' out, in her sexy...
                                     cowgirl leather boots...
                                        red white & blue...

                           we were a watchin' her a prancin',
                               all through her kitchen, dancin'...
                                 for she was so - hot & sizzlin'...
                             hummin' to those Mississippi tunes...

                                    funny curlers too, upon...
                                her head-for a new - Hair dew,
                          she was, a swirlin'-in that bakers apron,
                                 in her kitchen dancin' while...
,
                                    her head...still a bobbin' to...
                                       those Mississip-pi blues,
                                       'Pots were a knockin'...
                        Grandma a sipin' & sockin' down all she brews,

                             while that kettle there was whistlin',
                               in har-mo-ny, with them good ol'e...
                                   good ol'e...miss-is-SIP-pi moves,

                                   that floor there, was a bouncin'
                                  holdin' hands we were a jumpin',
                               while Grandma's feet were a stompin',
                            in her new...'New - Cowgirl' - sexy - fancy
                           leather - red, white, & blue Mississip-pi boots 
                                                        (yip pee)

childrenchristiandancefamilyfriendshipfree verse

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Millard Lowe

October 23, 2020 at 7:58 AM

Beautiful! Love the rhythmic imagery. Brought back many keloid memories. Great write! Peace and Love, M. Lowe

Terri Stiles

October 23, 2020 at 2:57 AM

Perry, This poem created a perfect image of your grandmom in the kitchen. It brought back memories for me as well. It is not often that a poem can transport the reader to a different time or place. This poem does.

Jan Allison

October 22, 2020 at 4:39 PM

what a delightful poem am so glad i saw this toe tapping gem on your poetry pages:-) hugs Jan xx

Poet Destroyer A

July 22, 2013 at 7:44 AM

Hi Perry, here's the answer to your question.... how to favorite a poem.... look above the title,,,, view all the tiny links above the poem... you will find buttons you can click on.... starting with FORM: scan the side. you will view the favorite poet & favorite poem button....... I came to this poem, cause I Favorited the first time i read the poem... it was beautiful and delightful read. even though it had me missing my grandmother.... xox~ LINDA