Juanita Blue [ode to my grandma the king of the lil'mamas]A Poem by bellyvankellyKing of all the lil’mamas I think of you all the time That magic brown fro that bounced Around yo head, as you spun around The kitchen cooking dinner Always something healthy Chicken and broccoli That's boring I said It's healthy you said And there are no toys I’m bored You handed me masking tape And white construction paper Make me something you said and buzzed Back into the kitchen To check on the steaming broccoli And steam escaped and bit you Me and gramp smiled as you growled Gramp said you okay mama And you just growled again But I cheered you up with slippers I made from tape and paper But I stole them cause you and I Had the same size foot After dinner, you would sneak Me some chocolate in the middle Of the nite which was 8pm for you Then we’d have a talk Subject: everything You had a deep understanding of Everything I said, then after You would give me a gentle Hug that produced A feel of indelible hope That still guides me hitherto That's why I haven't seen you again I know you're just beyond the blue I know when I die and open my eyes I will see you I will pull you close and give you that Same hug--laying my head on your Shoulder saying I love ya lil'mama I missed you And you whispering in my ear Something like: yo poetry’s not bad kid. © 2018 bellyvankellyAuthor's Note
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