Auburn Light

Auburn love walked bowed

legs XCII years...mountain

highs-valley lows, bus routes

to homes of the white affluent,

scrubbing dirty mosaic tiles,

shadowed by stale late night

celebrations of new deals…

our raw deal.

Auburn love walked bowed

legs XCII years...Daddy’s

tired shoulders holding

our promises of food-and-

shelter above his own life,

his wife; first love...his children

first breath after prayer,

of thanksgiving for life.

Auburn love walked bowed

legs XCII years...sleeping

peacefully with Daddy-hold

tight on God’s right wing

of love above the clouds,

we dream loud as auburn

leaves sweep forest drab

floors as memoirs flicker…

Auburn Light