My Mother's Wrapper

Silky, made from a cotton bloom.
My mother's wrapper.

It carries so many colors,
Like so many favors,
Red, purple, brown,
It give me indigo colored goosebumps.

True buns.

Man is made from imperfections that made it right,
Made it a night,
Man is a reflection and a mirror light.

But we choose to deflate or inflate our culture right.