Thursday, December 21, 2017

Grandma's Gift



Grandma's Gift

I don’t remember Grandma,
(She died when I was three.)
but I always think of her,
every time I see
my little figure skater     
dancing on our tree.

My skater’s dressed in purple.  
How did Grandma know  
that’s my favorite color?
(She made it long ago.)

I don’t remember Grandma
but I feel her close to me
when I see my skater dancing
on our Christmas tree.

©Linda Kulp Trout


This poem is a work-in-progress, but I wanted to post it today in memory of my grandmother.  It's been more than thirty-five years since my grandmother made each of us a little beaded figure skating tree ornament.  Mine danced on our tree every year as a beautiful reminder of my grandmother. Sadly, a few years ago, my skater mysteriously disappeared.  I searched and searched, but she was no where to be found. Our Christmas tree hasn't been the same without her.

Last week, I was telling my sister how much I miss my little skater.  Within a few minutes, my sweet sister sent me a picture.  I was happy to see that her skater is exactly like mine. Although it is not the same as having my skater on the tree,  at least I can look at the picture and remember.

I'm glad my sons were old enough to get to know my grandmother. But even if they had been too young to remember her, the little skater would tell them something about who she was.

A big thank you to my friend, Buffy for hosting today's Poetry Friday.

Wishing you and yours love, health, and happiness!
Happy Holidays!

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Christmas Cards

I love receiving greeting cards. I love sending them too, especially Christmas cards. I know many people have gone to the digital variety, and those are very nice, but I still like sending the old-fashioned version.  Although it can be time-consuming, I try to write a little personalized note on each card.

I'm late sending my cards out this year. Things have been busy around here, so I'm hoping to get them out by the end of next week.

Greeting cards are healing for the sender and for the receiver so I thought I'd join Mary Lee's #haikuforhealing today with this little poem. 




A blanket of cards
hug my dining room table
   one chosen for you


A big thank you to Lisa at Steps and Staircases for hosting today's roundup.