Grandma's poetry
My grandmother just won a senior citizen's poetry contest. And here's her poem.
I sit alone,the lights are low,
Children tucked into bed long ago;
I think of chores that I must do
Cookies to bake and clothes to sew.
What's the matter? This room isn't mine
I look around for leftover toys and books,
None are there and suddenly I know
It was all a dream of long-long ago!
I think of games I played as a child,
Dolls, hop-scotch and kicking the cat;
And the glorious days it was
When my brothers would let me bat.
This room isn't mine, it's much too small
And that curtain makes it look like a stall;
Then a nurse opens the door and smiles
Flips on the light and says, "How are we all?"
I'm awake now and remember it all,
Using a step ladder, like an old fool,
My foot slipped and down I did fall,
My leg it it's big bundelsome white cast told it all!
While I am a little concerned about her game of kicking the cat, she really is a nice lady. Congratulations Grandma!!
I sit alone,the lights are low,
Children tucked into bed long ago;
I think of chores that I must do
Cookies to bake and clothes to sew.
What's the matter? This room isn't mine
I look around for leftover toys and books,
None are there and suddenly I know
It was all a dream of long-long ago!
I think of games I played as a child,
Dolls, hop-scotch and kicking the cat;
And the glorious days it was
When my brothers would let me bat.
This room isn't mine, it's much too small
And that curtain makes it look like a stall;
Then a nurse opens the door and smiles
Flips on the light and says, "How are we all?"
I'm awake now and remember it all,
Using a step ladder, like an old fool,
My foot slipped and down I did fall,
My leg it it's big bundelsome white cast told it all!
While I am a little concerned about her game of kicking the cat, she really is a nice lady. Congratulations Grandma!!
2 Comments:
At May 09, 2005, Anonymous said…
Wow! Two poems for one post. Way to go grandma! Now I see where Cookie gets her writing skills and you can be as proud of her as she is of you.
At May 11, 2005, Anonymous said…
Wow. Lovely, sad.
Except for the "kick the cat" thing. But I sense she may have outgrown that. If not, keep her away from cats at least until she gets the cast off her foot.
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