Tuesday, March 28, 2017
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Original illustration (1865) by John Tenniel (28 February 1820 – 25 February 1914), of the novel by Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland Español: Ilustración original (1865) por original John Tenniel (28 de febrero, 1820 – 25 de febrero, 1914), de la novela de Lewis Carroll, Alicia en el país de las maravillas. Français : illustration d’origine (1865), par John Tenniel (28 février 1820 – 25 février 1914), du roman de Lewis Carroll, Alice au pays des merveilles (Photo credit: Wikipedia) Lewis Carroll, Author of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and... (Read More ...)

Little Homer’s Slate When I was expecting my second child, one of my husband’s aunts took me into her bedroom and opened the bottom drawer in her chest. She tenderly took out a delicately-crocheted white baby blanket, wrapped in tissue paper. Grandma. The Matriarch. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) “Our first baby died at two months. “This blanket was never used. “I want you to have it.” She’d had two more children who were healthy and grown by then. It had been more than twenty years, but her eyes still teared up telling me. I can’t imagine the pain of losing... (Read More ...)

Legacy of Love – Poetry Corner Thank you to a grandma remembered with love. Love for Arts (Photo credit: Wikipedia) Legacy of Love A wife, a mother, a grandma too, This is the legacy we have from you. You taught us love and how to fight, You gave us strength, you gave us might. A stronger person would be hard to find, And in your heart, you were always kind. You fought for us all in one way or another, Not just as a wife not just as a mother. For all of us you gave your best, Now the time has come for you to rest. So go in peace, you’ve earned your sleep, Your love in our hearts, we’ll... (Read More ...)

A sweet call to remember your Grandmother and know she is still in your life. We Had a Wonderful Grandmother   We had a wonderful grandmother, One who never really grew old; Her smile was made of sunshine, And her heart was solid gold; Her eyes were as bright as shining stars, And in her cheeks fair roses you see. We had a wonderful grandmother, And that’ s the way it will always be. But take heed, because She’s still keeping an eye on all of us, So let’s make sure She will like what she sees. ~ Author Unknown ~   Thank you to nanascorner.com for posting this poem.   Related... (Read More ...)

Sometimes, words fail. This poem is what you’d like to say, when you lose someone close. What Can You Say A photograph of a 2 month old human infant, his mother, his maternal grandmother, and his maternal great-grandmother. Each person in this photograph gave birth to the next younger person thus showing four generations in one family photograph. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) What can you say to someone who has always been one of the most essential parts of your world; Someone who took you by the hand when you were little and helped to show the way. What do you say to someone who stood by... (Read More ...)

Whether they want to honor your Grandmother at her birthday, for Christmas, or after she is gone, this is a lovely poem for grandchildren to think of her place in their lives.   A Grandmother is… Dostovesky’s maternal great-grandfather, and his maternal grandmother Português: Bisavô materno e avó materna de Dostoiévski. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) A Grandmother is one of life’s best gifts, Someone to treasure all life through, She’s caring and loving, Thoughtful and true, Someone who is always a special part of your life, Someone who holds a prime place in your heart, She’s... (Read More ...)

Grandparents. Poems. Inspirational. Amelia Earhart, circa 1937 Today’s poem is an inspirational poem by Amelia Earhart, whose birthday is July 24. Courage Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace. The soul that knows it not, knows no release. From little things;   Knows not the livid loneliness of fear Nor mountain heights, where bitter joy can hear The sound of wings.   How can life grant us boon of living, compensate For dull gray ugliness and pregnant hate Unless we dare.   The soul’s dominion? Each time we make a choice, we pay With courage to behold resistless... (Read More ...)

Dorothy Parker was 35 when she wrote this poem, in 1928. This is included in Grandmother Poems because, though young, Parker speaks for all grandmothers in her wish to slow down the clock.   Afternoon   American writer Dorothy Parker (1893-1967) (Photo credit: Wikipedia) When I am old, and comforted, And done with this desire, With Memory to share my bed And Peace to share my fire,   I’ll comb my hair in scalloped bands Beneath my laundered cap, And watch my cool and fragile hands Lie light upon my lap.   And I will have a spriggéd gown With lace to kiss my throat; I’ll... (Read More ...)

Alfred Lord Tennyson (Photo credit: Wikipedia) We generally remember our grandmothers fondly, glossing over, after they’re gone, the fact that they were real people, with real flaws. They might have been biased toward one child in the family. They might have been opinionated where their opinion was no longer welcome. My mother, for instance, pitched a royal fit in the middle of an aisle in the hardware store when she realized we were buying bars to install in her bathroom in case she needed extra support when she came to live with us after a stroke. Alfred, Lord Tennyson, gives us a picture... (Read More ...)

This week’s Poetry Corner features a grandmother poem, by a poet with a troubled childhood, who, yet, must have had a good relationship with his grandmother. Grandmothers serve well as havens for children. A grandmother (Photo credit: Wikipedia) My Grandmother’s Love Letters There are no stars to-night But those of memory. Yet how much room for memory there is In the loose girdle of soft rain. There is even room enough For the letters of my mother’s mother, Elizabeth, That have been pressed so long Into a corner of the roof That they are brown and soft, And liable to melt as snow. Over... (Read More ...)