Part 1

Water and Earth, 
the heavens song, 
Water and Earth, 

the whole of this worlds 
wonders in your eyes 

Mrs. Jones 

keeping up 
with her best lives and 
highest destinies;

Water and Earth, 
the heavens song, 
water and earth 


Part 2

Sweet honey 
and banana slices, 

little bits of love; 
sunshine come her way, 
bless her good, 

crowning glory; 

Sweet honey, 
sweet Honey, 

sweet


Part 3

Cry Cry Cry; 

praise god, hallelujah. 
Praise god, scripture is 
everyday, life. 

Some say, god 
is a woman. 

Some say, god 
is black. 

Some say, god 
is a black woman. 

God is, love. 
God, is love. 
god is. love. 

i met god. 
i knew Love. 


Part 4

She looked at me direct 
as only she could do, 

gathered in her wisdom 
as only she could be, 

and asked me a question. 

Or perhaps it was 
tasking a responsibility. 

“Are you sure or 
is that something 
someone else 

told you, you are?” 

Is it yours or 
somebody else’s? 


Part 5

I love you feels 
like too small 
a phrase.  

I am sad 
is too small 
a feeling. 

What does 
a grandmother 
deserve? 

How much praise 
to be gathered, 
laurels that we honor? 

So say We,
the highest heavens 
is where she goes. 

An angel 
joining 
peers. 

In honor of my grandmother. RIP.

May 21, 2021