“This is the place my great grandma prayed I never met her she lived long in age.

I stand smiling at this gated fence where love once overflowed in a time where the sun would glow

this is the place my great grandma prayed.

I came to see to feel the glory to stand in the breeze and remember.

I am the seed of seeds this was my need the house where my great grandma soul was freed

I feel her she's in the breeze all about the trees oh how i wish to have met her.

with the closing of my eyes standing at the gate it brings a smile upon my face.

this is a beautiful coming home to the place where my great grandma would pray.”

In Honor of Maggie Brown

Words By: Patrice Sanders

Model: Cassandra Alicè