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© 1999-2004 by Carol Dee Meeks

A seamstress she was 
designed all my clothes 
this one was extraordinary 
turquoise and yellow flowers, 
my favorite. 

Mom and Dad drove to 
Oklahoma to her aunt's 
funeral.  Grandma saved the 
day as she babysat us in 
their absence. 

The dress was for a special 
occasion.  I wanted to wear 
it now, to school.  No way! 
Grandma scalded but my brother 
overrode her power. 

I danced to and fro that 
morning to school.  Was the 
belle of the ball until 
recess and a game of tag 
one grabbed the hem of 
my dress not me. 

A seamstress she was 
designed all my clothes 
this one was extraordinary 
turquoise and yellow flowers 
my favorite now tattered and torn. 

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