WHITE PINAFORE
Mama sewed it by
hand, since she had no machine,
It was made of
spare muslin that mama scrubbed clean,
It had a squared
neck, ruffles trimmed with rick-rack.
And two long fat
tails tied a bow in the back.
Mama sewed on some
pockets to hold everything -
I know I put marbles
in, pebbles and string,
She’d wash it and iron
and mend it for me,
And I wore it and
wore it all summer, and she
Seemed so quietly
proud that I loved it, she’d say
"I will make you another
just like it … someday.”
It must have got
worn out, or else I outgrew it,
And ma never did get
a chance to re-do it,
But whenever I
picture it, all I can see
Is a perfect white
dress mama made, just for me.
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