Friday, January 2, 2015

Jazzy January (An Ode to My Grandma Tessie Mae Stallworth)

Dear Jazzy January you have been a blessing to me
From January 1st to the 13th you created her story.
Born through a Boston blizzard, an infamous day the Stallworths' will always remember.

Auld Lang Syne, tic toc, acquaintances  are often forgot its their time to get dropped.
You stand out first, some people use curse words because you work their nerves.
Jazzy January stands strong, bold, and focused.

New Years Day birth Tessie Mae
Born in Owassa, Alabama,
Panorama, cozy and quaint community
God blessed the soul of the simple but complex beauty.

Quiet woman, hard worker didn’t go unnoticed.
Soul of a Goddess, mysterious eyes so exotic
Red undertones, European style nose blessed with a mystique, high cheek bones.
Creek Indian blood flow, kissed by the winter sun, blissful pleasant glow.

From Jim Crow to missing free throws
I carry on Tessie’s legacy
Jazzy Jan thanks for blessing me.

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