Latasha
I remember when homes were,
Made of brick and
cement
When service was on Sunday
And La’Tasha would
always sing,
As I Reminiscence over the
times,
La’Tasha sang at Church
Service
I marveled the day I moved
away
It was many days before I had
a home again,
Six daylight savings and
a leap year had passed I would
say;
When I made it back to service
To hear La’Tasha sing
Oh how she could sing
The mothers in the front
rows would bellow
With their handkerchiefs
Waving Amen.
La’Tasha had a gift to
Sing
Amen and Amen
Everyone agreed
La’Tasha
Could Sing
Copyright © Thomas Darden | Year Posted 2011
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