For Aunt Maizie / Mrs. Helinda Nicholas Williams
Children, go and get your cousins:
Alfred’s children, all of them.
Just consider them your siblings.
I will treat you all the same.
I am taking you to Hatton
For
Poetry
Merry Christmas, Then
We put up new curtains–tablecloths, as well.
We changed cushion covers; the house started to smell
Of new things, including the linoleum.
As cakes baked in the oven, Mom started to hum.
