The Big Day

The Big Day — page 3
In the kitchen Big Mama hummed while she cooked my breakfast She set down a plate in front of me A face stared back two sunny side up eggs for eyes a strip of bacon curved into a smile and a spoonful of grits for hair Eat up Big Mama said Big day ahead I'll draw your bath I ate the grits first leaving a bald headed face like Mr. Johnson's down at the mercantile Bath's ready Big Mama said when I'd finished my last bite Remember to wash behind your ears It's a big day