Keep me reminded of the dream,
The one we created from our Grandmother’s hands
Washing our hair in the kitchen sink.
Keep me reminded of the dream,
The one we made
From sneaking sips of Papa’s sweet tea,
From watching him fix anything. What a wonder it is
to have Superman
Be someone you know.
Keep me reminded of the dream,
The one we wove together from the rhythm
of our parents’ laughter. The sound that taught us to love
Our best friend.
Keep me reminded,
of what this life means.



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