Nostalgic Blues
"Ask Me in December" A Babs Iverson Production/Challenge
🎼 Hot southern cornbread on a brisk, sunny day,
reminds me of the beauty of September.
Mama baked the best while listening to Como.
That, I choose to remember...
She’d sing and dance all by herself,
ever since pa left us that November.
But when we curiously asked her where he went, she said,
"Ask me in December."
~
December on my mind
December one more time
December got the blues
Decembers’ not for you.
~
She once said we can be anything we want
just be nice to all people.
The reverend repeated the same lesson
underneath the churches’ steeple.
One, good thing is for certain,
us siblings had a good ole time,
fishing down by Keith Jackson's Pond,
or stealing sips of mama's cold wine...
Every pair of ears in town knew
our dad was an ex-offender.
Like saving for a rainy day,
we all waited till December.
But the bastard… he never came back.
~
December on my mind
December one more time
December never came true
December got the blues…🎼
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Lamar Wiggins
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