Gramma danced as I played...so fine.

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By Yasmeen Hussain



She danced

As I riffed

With my A harp.

She danced with

Her shadow apace.

And children just smiled

As this Gramma

Showed moves

Dignified, COOL

For the place.

She smiled as my

Music had pleased her

And that was

The greatest return

The sun beamed.

The grass smelled

Of cutting.

And nothing else

Needed to earn.

This trip.

No, nothing I lacked

Left to earn.

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