Georgia Country Store
Mama said she saw you-
At the general Store-
Said you came swinin' through-
That ole dusty screen door.
Fireflys and gadflys following.
Filling a handbasket with-
Apricot preserves and bakery biscuits-
A dozen eggs and a handful of grits.
You hurried, mama said-
Back into the heat drenched afternoon.
Humidity of early Georgia swelter.
Your footsteps home melted the concrete walkway.
Flower's and weed's withering-
Dying of the semi-drought-
Sorta like jelly beans melting upon the kids-
On Sundays after church when everyone -
Was dressed Sunday best but soaked all about-
For a hot Fellowship meal but the thick air always won out!
All that survived were the Magnolia tree's.
They like the humidity and rain.
But could survive-
If the humidity was as heavy as a warm summer
Sprinkle -On the Stores window pane!
poem by Theodora Onken
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