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Poetry From the Generations - Nan's Morsels
Poetry
by Alice K. McGraw Martin
I remember my great-grandmother well. She was a
stately woman with a very strong sense of family. One of my
fondest memories was receiving a pair of personally hand-knit mittens
from her every year at Christmas. She did the same for every one
of her great-grandchildren - even after she had lost most of her sight.
We all received some amusingly mismatched mittens on those last few
holidays.
She's pictured here with Grampa McGraw and one of their
babies. None of us is sure which one. This is the only poem
of hers that any of our family members have managed to salvage.
Mama's
Poem
by Alice
K. Martin
When I have left
this mortal shore
And mosey 'round the earth no more,
Don't cry, don't weep, don't sob ~
I may have struck a better job.
Don't go and buy a large bouquet
For which you find it hard to pay.
If you have roses, well, bless your soul
Just pin them in my button-hole
While I am here and well today.
Don't wait until I've gone away.
A simile is as easy as pie, but a
metaphor is a piece of cake!
Poetry From the Generations - Nan's Morsels
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