Saturdays Late 1950s Little Rock Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
Saturdays Late 1950s Little Rock
Saturday feeling, lawnmower sounds
Scent of the cut grass
Dog barking rounds
Pitcher of lemonade beading and pink
Give you a quarter for all that you think
Homework not done yet
And nobody cares
Morning chores finished
We take to the air
Riding our bikes around
Round the block square
Blue is the distance
As if its forever
How can I from my heart
Saturdays sever.
nary angela douglas 16 march 2024
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