Oil Lamp

We came through Oklahoma
On vacation. 
I was a child.
 We ate at the Ruby Dee in Tecumseh.
We visited Mama’s relatives. 
Uncle Stony, Aunt Blanche
In a house with no electricity near Grand Lake
We ate supper by oil lamp light
I have loved oil lamps since.

Published by Elece

I am a photographer and a freelance writer. I write stories, poetry, gift books, and magazine articles––both print and online. Photographing children, places, and especially flowers is my hobby.

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