The House My Grandma Built
I looked over at my day in the porch, and he was jussa smiling. His face seemed light. No, really, I could see the joy in him. Then he said, “I remember when my mama bought this house.” He was a lil poor black boy, but his mama, took him with her when she finalized the paperwork.
It’s always a mystery. Always something to ponder. Boom! I’ve saved the date. July 23, 2021. Okay, we celebrating Leo Season. Shhh, I don’t know if it’s still Cancer Season.