Flouncing by the fountain
In a dress of pastel hues
I saw a girl with cocoa skin
And so I frolicked too
In an Alabama shopping mall
This girl and I did play
I was only nine years old
And my home was far away
My grandmother was browsing
In a store that was nearby
We ran around the waterfall
And laughed until we cried
I really had no idea
How soon my fun would end
When grandma saw us playing
She was quick to apprehend
She grabbed my arm and spoke to me
In a voice I’d never heard
Hissed we don’t play with negro children
I found her quite absurd!
Perhaps my quest began that day
And the message I would send
To teach all children rainbow love
And that racism should end
Copyright 1/12/2008
Dani Heart ♥
a Heart on the matter 
Hear hear.
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You’re back! Yay! I hope all is well. 🙂
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Thank you. It is. I’m not fully back, but I like to peek in now and then. 🙂
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And quite right too!
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Kate it was strong lesson to learn at such a young age. I am so lucky to have been raised on the West Coast. I wasn’t taught that hatred, but they tried to teach it to my mom and thank goodness it didn’t stick. 🙂
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And clearly a strong memory. Thank you for sharing. 🙂
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Well said ❤
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Thank you Holly. It breaks my heart that racism is alive today. It should be long dead. 😦
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Any bigotry, really, but I get you. Especially where I live
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