Grandma’s House
Awake at four A.M. scrubbing her house
With curlers in her hair that she slept in
And the pride taken in choosing her blouse
Up before anyone’s day can begin
Grandma’s house includes fun bicycle rides
Grandma’s house means early swimming lessons
Her house is something that always provides
Grandma’s house is what especially strengthens
Every summer we are at grandma’s home
Because summer meant safety and structure
Every summer it was always known
That grandma was our other mother
What is my vivid summer memory?
It’s feeling grandma’s vibrant energy
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DMTakeshi
DMTakeshi has zero credentials and these poems have a high probability that they are the ramblings of a person with a serious mental illness. Enjoy!
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