Sabrina Bryant
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Life In Six Songs
Granddaddy's Song Sitting on the white leather seats in the back of the Ebony limousine that chauffeurs grieving families to their loved ones final resting place, the top of my dress damp from the pool of tears that found their home there. My grandmother sat beside me, holding me close, rubbing my shoulders as I rested my head against her chest, the steady strum of her heartbeat soothing me. On the limo's sound system wafting through the air like the smoke from an incense, was Sam Cooke's "A Change is Gonna Come."
By Sabrina Bryant 4 months ago in Beat
Ghost Dad
As a little girl I always had a longing for my father. Much in the same way that all little girls loved their daddies and missed them when they were gone, I was no different. Except I had never seen mine before, but I loved him just the same. In my mind, he was this tall and handsome basketball player with brownie colored eyes, desperately searching for his lost daughter. He missed me as much as I was missing him. During school plays and assemblies, parent teacher conferences and daddy daughter dances, I envied my friends. They had what I so desperately wanted.
By Sabrina Bryant 6 months ago in Families
