One day ago

but now the cool wind grazing on you
to all its pleasure the body cools itself

and the thought of Mr Jon ice cream
as it came to your lips for a taste of good 
as the body now in its best of joy 

like mother touch through your hair making curls
for today is Sunday school 

and the pretty red dress for my sister
hand me downs from my neighbours` child
who seems to have everything ....

for her dad an accountant at the Abbey 
they say as the talk around
it was where he stole....
for his new car
were beyond his wages

and every time he parked
he will blow his horn three times 
as to say honey i am home
or to let us know he has a car 

and my mother still speaks in Spanish
when she is upset with the dogs
barking in the back yard

but the sounds of the steel drums
will always make her dance...
even when she is hanging out
her clothes

for the sun was a gift
to the needs on wash days

and old Mr Henry will ties his cows in our back yard
but never will walk them home

it was my job for a penny or two....
or the freshly baked buns he made
as a daily bread

for his customers were all his neighbours 
and it was cheep then 
he was a fine baker always a giver too