A Place I'll Never Return To

"Cuss words on Mondays and Hymns on Sundays" was what my grandmother always told me with a little chuckle at the end when she would be baking bread for dinner. She had been saying that ever since I can remember and it never bothered me till I grew up. When I left my hometown I saw a different way life could be, but I'll never forget my homegrown roots. This is a little poem I wrote to y'all about how I grew up. I hope you enjoy.