April 26, 2026
"For My Grandmother" by Countee Cullen
This lovely flower fell to seed;
Work gently, sun and rain;
She held it as her dying creed
That she would grow again.
0:01 "For My Grandmother" by Countee Cullen. This lovely flower fell to seed; Work gently, sun and rain; She held it as her dying creed That she would grow again. "For My Grandmother" by Countee Cullen.