By His Side Poem by Callie Carroll
By His Side
Why do I remember most
my grandfather who hardly
spoke a word to me unless
you count a chortle of delight
as he revealed his peppermint stash,
his hum while shucking corn
to show the juicy pearls,
the patient click of his tongue
as he removed my corncrib splinter.
I never dreamed I would forget
my grandmother's endless litanies
of recipes, patterns and chickens,
canning jars and sassafras root,
the proper way to turn a hem,
how a lady acts in church.
Again and again my mind
settles by his silent side the same
way I seek an empty church for prayer.
Dear callie, Old memories of our close persons remain with us. Nice poem. Thanks! ................................. 'Love Forever' ................................. Please Reply..
I like this. I prefer rhyming poetry best of all, but this has a nice flow to it. And no: it's not just one person reading and writing all these poems (you made me chuckle there)
seeking empty church, I like it. Please read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 3:57:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I think this poem is truly lovely. I like it very much. It captures that which is felt and that which is so hard to put into words.....but you have.....admirably Well done.......... 10*s