HETTIE LLOYD BROWN-1889-1970- FAMILY MATRIARCH
MY MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER
REMEMBERING GRAND-MAMA
By Lonewolf
She was tall and lean
Skin as dark as night
Hands on her hips
Fists clenched tight when
She caught the spirit just right.
And at Pee Dee Baptist Church
On any Sunday afternoon
Mama be shouting and singing
Some ole time spiritual tune
Strutting back and forth
Holy ghost dancing across the floor
Shouting in the fire of the spirit
Until she couldn't shout no more
Praise the Lord she be saying
Glory must be on high
Praise him hallelujah
Until the day I die
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