A Raisin In The Sun Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

A Raisin In The Sun



Hot sun how memory fades,
it seems half my life, in sand
ago it was once so fat, so full
two plump, full of vine wet soil.
Climates change what it was
into what she became, without.
Some times the last grape will
hang unnoticed, hidden openly.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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