Growing Up
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Growing UP
Grandpa was a good man.
I loved him my whole life.
However, there is a question
in my mind... ???
When I was very young,
and I had been a terror,
he would tell me clearly,
"I am going to take you back."
My eyes would grow large,
my heart would beat fast.
"Back?"
"I am going to take you back,
to the reservation."
He said it often,
as I remember,
as I was not a good girl,
even when I tried.
Things were hard to understand,
the social graces,
metal braces,
strange faces,
and white laces.
Grandpa never did
what he threatened he would do,
yet I am not sure if I am sorry,
he did not.
Am I...
who I, think I am?
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2022
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