Sunday was special at our house,
we dressed for church in our best,
Sissy wore her crisp white dress,
with Mary Jane shoes and white socks,
made her feel pretty with her curly locks.
Brother Dan put on his new striped suit,
making him look taller for his age,
his white shirt was topped off with a tie,
hoping the girls would give him the eye,
especially from Rebecca who was not shy.
I was the youngest child of our family,
my clothes were hand-me-downs,
dresses which did not quite fit me right,
including Sissy\'s old shoes and her socks,
holes in the toes which invited rocks.
Sunday was special at our house,
sitting at the table for chicken dinner,
prayer was said and we all dug in,
under the table my shoes and socks fell off,
so glad of the freedom and the castoff.