Grandma Used to Take me ‘Down Home’ | K.V. Wilt

to West Virginia on the Greyhound.
She had left the farm when Dad was four
for New York where she scrubbed floors.
We always bought mums at the station
for her parents in the Shepherdstown
graveyard.  She went to Uncle Hume’s   
coal mine where he dug black lung.
To Night Hole where WIN tribe kids
sunfished.  To Bear Cave where they hid  
slaves.  To Martinsburg where she taught
me to find dimes on the sidewalk.
Till Grandma, this airman’s son saw
up and ahead not back and below.

 K.V. Wilt has published many poems, stories, plays, essays, and a book (THE VISIONARY : Amazon Link below). This Fall Zig Zag Press will publish a collection of my poems.