Day 7: Esther (Unfinished)

This poem is highly vulnerable for me since it’s written about my grandmother who recently died.  It’s not finished and may take me a while to finish it.

(Sung) K-k-k-katie Beautiful Katie, You’re the only one that I-I-I adore

On 660 Avenue G

In small town Boulder City

this songs rings out

in a sight voice

from a small woman

rocking a five year old me

her soft hand caressing my soft hair

hugging me on her lap

and I never felt so happy

so pretty

so loved

(Sung) When the m-m-m-moon shines, over the cowshed, I’ll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door.

Sitting by my kitchen door

I hear her voice

sing those word

as I hear the news

she’s gone

and I cry

the kind of tears one sheds

for the death of childhood

She was more than my grandmother

she was my champion

and everything good I remember about being little


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