Mama Pearl

When thinking about my younger days
my mind is filled with memories sweet
so much love in my grandmother’s house
at 1366 Taylor Street
I can still smell the scrapple
slowly cooking in the pan
Listening for the sound of granddaddy’s strap
Whenever I heard that I ran

There was a garden in the backyard-
beds for jumping on upstairs
On the front porch there was a swing made of wood
For swinging away your cares
With her hair in a bun she chased Rebel around
finally putting him in the yard
And she always would tape some pennies
to the inside of our birthday card
My grandmother’s name is Pearl
A gem of a woman tis true
Happy 96th Birthday
I Love You

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