Go on, you’ll be surprised at what you’ll find.
Reams of fabric stick out from nearly every shelf
And spools of thread hide the pincushoins from sight.
Don’t forget the carved wooden box made so long ago.
Memories surround you as you glance through the pictures on the wall.
As Granny smiles at you from the bed
She tells you of where each little piece sitting about her room came from.
Remembering that some fabric is from when she was little,
Others from the time just before computers were a thing.
Or maybe she’ll say how the carved box belonged to her mother as a teen.
Maybe someday, you’ll know all her stories and all the things she’s seen in her time.
This prompt reminded me a little of my Great Grandmother’s house and how I loved listening to her tell me about the different things. Before I could go into that memory too deeply, I walked by my own mother’s room and listened to her talk to some of her younger grandchildren and I know what the poem was going to be about.
Since last Thursday I have decided that I like this prompt. No, I don’t like it, I love it and I need it. It really turned my day around and I was better for having found it. So I decided to do it again!
I am thankful for:
Accepting the extra party guests
(only supposed to have 2 friends plus 5 cousins…ended up with over 20 kids in a duplex)
Christmas morning cuddles
Peace between mother and daughter
Peace between siblings
(they both belong to my sister)
Time with Grandma
images from: martha0stout’s phone
Again I post only a small collection of things I’m grateful for and I look forward to this next week. It really gives me a better view on my life!