Mama was another calico used in waving old souls goodbyes

Smiles they said grow palm trees in places of rest

Tears were nother known fertilizer for mourning joy and misdeed too

Grandma shenanigans about the rivers was written as a tittle on our little palms

Placed on papa’s old shelves

The abnormality in the winds cause tides to turn our memories into rocks use to throw I into the ocean