MA MA FLOSSIE

Bought me my first pair of heels and gave them to me when my mother wasn’t looking.

They were four inches tall with summer straps.



The woman who danced like I do. Free-spirited, always the caregiver.

If anyone needed help she was there.  Several stories of husbands and fishing.

That was my Aunt (Mama) Flossie.



Oftentimes I’d hear tail ends of conversations that were “sis the other kids have it.  She needs it to fit in” Next thing I knew I had whatever it was for school.



I had my mother. I had my sisters. I had my father and I had Mama Flossie.

We laughed together, cried together, and even made it rough hard times together.  She will be missed.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is for my favorite aunt.  My Aunt Flossie Mae Howell who ended her journey in January 2005.  She was my friend.  The one family member that I could talk to about anything from sex to life.

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

great ode to a family member!