Visit to Grandma's
by
Laryalee Fraser
(Age: 68)
copyright 04-25-2002
Age Rating: 7 to 127
She listens for footsteps. . . at last they've arrived!
Through tumbles of laughter, each one gets a hug;
fresh cookies are ready -- the little ones squeal,
and disarrayed bundles spill onto the rug.
Their warm recollections and up-to-date news
are shared in a flurry, the house is aglow.
Then, "Grandma, a story?" The tucking-in joys
bring tender reminders of years long ago.
The moments spin by and she's caught in the whirl;
but time's now an enemy, schedules are tight.
Soon kisses are wafting in back-and-forth sway,
surrounding the car till it fades from her sight.
She closes the door, slowly breathing the scents
of cookies and giggles that cling to the walls.
Then hollowness enters on little stone feet.
The armchair is waiting. The first teardrop falls.
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Golly, I came back to this one and my heart is filled by all your wonderful comments!
I wrote it after the last visit of my son and granddaughter...
thank you all so much!
:)
Lary
*tears*... and I JUST posted a couple stories about my visit with my grandmother. It's such a happy time, and so sad when we have to go. I love her so much and just found out she was put in a home. *more tears* She lives in California and I really want to get out there so my children can see her before she won't know them.
"Then hollowness enters on little stone feet." (I love that one)
"The moments spin by and she's caught in the whirl;but time's now an enemy"--full of subtext...time not just in this visit... but in life...wanting to see how they turn out, the too-real possibility that we might not....
Oh this is absolutely sensational! This tugs at the heart strings...you ended it with pure genious and emotion. I think of my own Mother...this sounds just like her. Beautifully written and as always so smoothly delivered!
Lary, Just aminute wiping my eyes and clearing my throat.. Sad very emotional took me to grandmas a favorite place so well captured in your words and poem.. Thanks
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