I wear prayers like shoes
pull em on quiet each morning
take me through the uncertain day
don't know
what might knock me off course
sit up in bed
pull on the right
then the left
before shower before teeth
my mama's gift
to walk me through this life
she wore strong ones
the kind steady your ankles
i know
cause when her man left/ her children
gone/ her eldest son without goodbye
they the only ones keep her
standing
i saw her
still standing
mama passed on
some things to me
ma smile sense a discipline
ma
subtle behind
but best she passed on
girl you go to God
and get you some good shoes
cause this life ain't steady ground
now i don't wear hers
you take em with you you know
but i suspect they made by the same company
pull em on each morning
first the right then the left
best piece of dress
i got
by Ruth Forman
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