Grandmother's DrapesA Poem by Andromedaexperimenting...She once— A childhood-long Once— Wondered And wished That she could make a dress Out of her Grandmother’s Drapes— A long, floor-kissing Heavy-with-so-much-fabric-dress, Made out of the Drapes Like Scarlet O’Hara’s dress in Gone With the Wind— That would surround her always in The scent of home cooking: Just-right mashed potatoes And Jam on oven-baked Blueberry Bread— Ten dozen scents Soaked into The Cranberry-colored, Silk-shaded Grandmother’s Drapes— And Pennies For her Thoughts. © 2008 Andromeda |
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