This poem is featured in the “Family Poems” ebook by Adan & Sheila Lerma, a collection of over one hundred original poems.
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Grandma
Grandmas go way back.
So far I can hardly see
my own shadow.
I’d like to think she lived
in a real deep cool green forest,
probably was friends with
all the animals I’d seen
in the movies as I’d grown up.
Maybe she lived on a high mountain
where the snows always melted
right on time with the first flowers.
She just had a kinda magic,
a sweet magic about her.
And it seems her eyes were always
twinkling, amused by me, saying, yes,
yes I could do that little project
that little idea. That yes, I can
do it, and it would come out
alright…and that,
that’s my grandma.
© 1994-2011 adam light creations/adan lerma
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[ note added 080412 ]
submitted to : dVersePoets Poetics Prompt ~ ‘His’tory, ‘Her’story & time machines, august 04, 2012; hosted by brian miller
additional note to original posting below, brija at stable roots is still blogging and doing art and yoga today 😉
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looking around what brija, who writes via her blog stable roots, calls my “compact diary” (my collection of poems dating from the early 80’s; with most done in the 90’s) , i found a few i considered partners for tomorrow’s post –
“your riches within” and “the middle older years, (the reunion)”
but “grandma” is the better poem, both as a poem, and as a companion to the idea of aging gracefully
“grandma” is a composite of my two grandmothers, both of whom i spent some summers with
re-reading my poem, i had flashes of memories of wry playful smiles and light touches and quiet moments, of cooking smells, small tidy rooms, and long soft direct gazes straight into my soul, from both my grandmas
i do remember, as always, with surprised pleasure, distinctly, their separate selves, their individual looks, their touches of kindness –
yet i see them both as one spirit of serenity –
but within that serenity, i also see strength and endurance plus their soft confident kindness holding all that in them, in both of them
yet my biggest surprise, was realizing that, yes, they are my grandmas, and are still influencing me to this day, but that now, i too am a grandparent (have been for many a year) –
and i see myself, not at my remembered level of how they were, but as wanting to be like them…
it’s my turn, and they’ve given me this lifetime gift, my grandmas –
to be a grandpa 😉
namaste´- con dios – god be with you
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