Miracle On 131st

remember those days we sat over looking railroad tracks picking up rusty metal E's while collecting long cattails to burn keeping the mosquitos at bay while my eyes were dazzled by lightening bugs we'd catch placing them in mason jars sometimes my cousin would put them on my ears for glamorous jewels i fancied that as we sat reciting hymms humming throughout langley street leading straight to our lady of the gardens entrance way funny how long four o'clock took opening her flowers right at mass the gentle way you tended to my scars on my knees after a long run of hill deal at george washington carver school retrieving golf balls just to tee off before big momma called us for dinner i was so young then our time will never end you were all that i had much more than that you were my dad