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Pretty Is As Pretty Does

Moleta McCarter

"Disposition is what it takes," My Daddy said to me. "It makes a woman beautiful When she's as nice as she can be." When my parents described someone, Only virtues they'd recite, And all their friends were "beautiful" When pressured to describe. "Is she pretty?" Dad would ask When a new friend I would meet,… Continue reading Pretty Is As Pretty Does

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First Day of School

Moleta McCarter

Momma helped me put my dress on. The one that I had saved to buy. She slowly brushed and fixed my hair. Prolonging our good-bye. It seemed so dark to leave our house, Than Momma took my hand. "You have to go to school, sweetheart; I hope you understand." She hugged me tight, then quickly… Continue reading First Day of School

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