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Tinker

Tea and Grace

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Frank's Grandad's Melodeon reminded me of this poem, one of my early poems.

Tea and Grace

 

Tea and lemon drops,

eyes blue as the summer sky,

scent of lavender,

Cornish pasties and her famous pot pie,

 

fairy tales and bible stories

jumbled with family yarns,

fantasy and truth all told

while she held us in loving arms.

 

God's blessings in this small woman

we all called Mom,

she'll greet us at the gate

when our journey here is done.

---Judi Van Gorder

( in memory of my paternal grandmother Elizabeth Grace (Mom) BartleTruscott 1891-1993)

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so beautiful tink, i absolutely love it. i wrote a poem about my great grandmothers. i love them dearly and i miss them. they taught me in life not to worry about anything. just eat drink and be merry, not judging others, forgiving them and loving others unconditionally.

 

vic

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Some lovely warm thoughts here which are well placed to help offset the seasonal lull. It's a good time for reflection. Benjamin.

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What a lovely and warm poem, Tink. I enjoyed it a lot.

 

Aleksandra

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Oh, grandmothers can be the best. And your piece tells us why, I feel the safety and love in her arms, as clearly as in your words and it is obvious you do, too.

 

My childhood was tumultuous, at best, and my grandmother was the one constant in my life. I lost her just before my 50th b'day and felt so lucky to have had her so long in my life, though I still miss her, terribly. But this brought back good memories.

 

Nice job, Tink.

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