Friday, February 22, 2013

Grandma's Hands

Grandma's Hands

She was a patient old soul,
carefully coaxing the hickory from the shell.
She prided herself 
in getting the nutmeat whole.
Whole ones brought more, 
when it was time to sell.

She'd listen to country 'n western on the radio
with her pie tin of cracked nuts in her lap.
Sometimes she'd watch a game show,
all the while flipping the nuts out cleanly;
just a twist of her wrist, 
a dig with the pick, and a snap.

Other days, her wizened fingers tied fishing lures
from bits of feathers and shiny beads and twine,
skillfully wrapped around with sinker secured
to the sharp, barbed hook, ready for the line.

She made magnets for the refrigerator door:
butterflies and flowers, ladybugs and such
from felt, foam, sequins, glitter, and more!
She sold those too, but she was never paid much.

We'd take her with us to the grocery store.
She'd clutch her list and her little coin purse.
She'd hold on tight to the cart; her feet, slow on the floor.
"At least I can walk....Things could be worse."

She loved playing card games with us.
Hearts, Kings' Corners, and Crazy Eight.
She'd feed us cold milk and Ring Dings. Delicious!
She ignored our bedtime.  We'd stay up late!

But the best memory of all for me
was her hands gently cupping my face.
She'd smile and say, "I love you, Sweet Pea.
You brighten up this lonely place."



45 comments:

  1. " I love you Sweet Pea"..brings tears to my eyes. You have captured many grandmas in this prose, many loving Grandmas missed by their "Sweet Peas".

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    1. Thank you, Kathy. I do miss her. I miss her very much.

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  2. I agree with Kathy...your words brought to mind many memories of my own Grandmother. Sweet poem, Daisy.
    Enjoy the weekend.

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    1. Thank you! I hope you enjoy your weekend too!

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  3. Nicely captures her essence Daisy..

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  4. So nice...brings back good memories for me too! I remember those little coin purses!

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    1. My Grandma would carry a few bills in hers too, but I can remember her counting out her change from it so clearly. Thank you, Karen!

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  5. Awe... this is so beautiful, bringing back all kinds of wonderful memories for me too... You always find a way to make the little things important in your words:)

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    1. Thank you, Launna. Those old memories are very sweet to me. :-)

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  6. Ah the sweet memories of Grandmas. I had two of them that were equally old and equally loving. One of them gave up three years of her life to 'mother' us when we lost our birth mother. The other was a pure delight to visit. Thanks for the poem and reminding me of grandma's hands!

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    1. Thank you, Dorothy! Grandmas are very special people--at least mine were. I was very fortunate to have them. :)

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  7. Awe, this brings tears to my eyes.. You've captured my grandma so well along with other countless grandmas.. You are an awesome writer and so talented.It touches my heart so much to read your work.. Hope you have a nice weekend, Susie

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    1. Thank you so much for the kind words, Susie! I hope your weekend is a good one too. :-)

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  8. Daisy, you have a way with words to express your most inner feelings. I am hoping to regain those one day. Hugs to you dear one.

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    1. Thank you, Grace. I'm sure you will! Hugs to you too. :-)

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  9. Unlike your other readers, I never had a grandma who was affectionate to me. So, your poem is special; it shows what could have been. You're a very gifted writer!

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    1. Thank you, lil red hen. I'm sorry it wasn't that way for you. I feel very lucky to have had the grandmas I had. Thank you for your kind words.

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  10. Gorgeous Connie.... (You will always be DAISY to me!!!! ha).... Love the poem. I never had a grandmother. They were all dead before I was born. Sad, isn't it?

    Hugs,
    Betsy

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    1. Thank you, Betsy. That is sad. I never knew either of my Grandfathers either, and always felt I missed out on that part of a family relationship. I was very blessed by the Grandmothers I had, though.

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  11. Aww - what a lovely tribute to a wonderful grandma.

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    1. Thank you, Trish. Happy Sunday to you! :)

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  12. Oh my goodness, this brought a happy tear to my eye. Blessings to you.

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    1. Thank you, Linda! Wishing you many blessings too. :-)

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  13. This was so nice to read - so relatable too.

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    1. Thank you, Sandy. My Grandma was very down-to-earth and sometimes she could be quite a character, but I never ever doubted her love for us. She made that very clear to us. :-)

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  14. Connie, such a sweet post and happy memories of a much loved family member.

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    1. Thank you, Dorothy. :-)

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  15. This is so precious - such a beautiful, heartfelt tribute. xoxo

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    1. Thank you, Reenie. My grandma was a beautiful soul. :)

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  16. There's a song called Grandma's Hands, that you've now reminded me of, a wonderful old tune done by Bill Withers.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qv5pagal-ls

    Pearl

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  17. Oh, and your poem was lovely. :-) Sorry -- didn't mention that earlier, did I?!

    Pearl

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    1. Thanks, Pearl. What a great song! I've never heard that one before.

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  18. That is such sweet poem, Daisy! Thank you, too, for visiting our blog and being our friend. We follow your new blog now, too!
    Buster, Rudy and Sam

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    1. Buster, Rudy and Sam! Hello! Thanks for following here. :-) Thank you for your kind words.

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  19. you guys were blessed to be in each others lives!

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    1. Thank you, Annmarie! I definitely feel blessed that she was a part of my life. :)

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  20. oh Daisy...I can see her...and I love the last bit. Beautiful descriptive. I love your poems.

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    1. Thank you, Sarah. I hope you have a great weekend! :)

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  21. I love your poems. Mine come from books or the internet. Yours come from the heart and wonderfully so. I really like your new blog and glad that you share it with all of us.

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    1. Thank you for the kind words, Lady Jane. I hope you have a nice weekend! :)

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  22. What a sweet poem! The love comes through.

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    1. Thank you, Linda. She had a lot of love to share with her grandchildren too. :)

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  23. I read this again and loved it all over again. I wish I had the experience of a gramma when I was young. Both had died. i did have a step gramma but she never really acted like one. I sure enjoyed your latest poems. i need to get by here more often. I'm usually too busy watching birds or walking or ...playing those darn games on my new tablet, ha. Hope all is well with you Daisy.

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  24. Thank you, Sandy. I appreciate your kind words. I'm always glad to see you here. Those games will pull you right in. haha! I am doing fine, thanks. I hope you have a great week! :-)

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