Grand-Mothers Grace

Grand-Mothers Grace



As the first few grays sprout from my head
I do not hide it in dread
As the children grow and play
I know an old spirit awaits my days

Memories softly slipping
A woman's grace never fades
Words she painted, just for today

White curls flow around her rugose neck
a wooden spoon in hand
I can still hear her whispers of the old land

Aged hands wipe away fresh flour
Ragged, stained, matching her age
The apron that used to wipe my face

Memories dance across the room
How she loved to hear men croon
Her spirit would always glow like the moon

Time left it traces on her skin
Wrinkles and lines marking her divine
How I miss that great nana of mine

Peppermint breath tickles my nose
Or how I imagined it so
A small hand touches my face
An echo of our bloodline

Though I wish to put down another line
Memories of her divinity are losing to time
Though, in a small touch, resides her same
For a woman's grace never fades

Reviews

[Nadia Gerassimenko]

Unfortunately not all grandmothers age gracefully (especially if they don't have little grandchildren to spoil or kids of their own to care for and be cared by ;)). And it is not physical grace, but the rays of sunshine emitted from the soul. But those who do age gracefully, do so beautifully because they have lived a hard life (and sometimes you don't even need to live a hard life), but gained wisdom over time and appreciation and gratitude for life and their close ones. Grandmothers can teach so much about patience, kindness, compassion. They've lived through it all, they have nothing but patience and tranquility.

[Malen]

Very true.
My grandmother had a huge wooden spoon, hanging from her wall. She would threaten
The young ones with it. She was a little scary. I believe she had 6 children, 5 of them boys. To add to that, she was old Irish, surviving on a fishermans wage through the Depression; I could only imagine the tears she cried. However, she had moments hidden under that aged flesh, that glowed more brightly than any.
Ah, grandmama's, such wild and strong women.
In short, olden folk rock! 😄

[Nadia Gerassimenko]

Hahaha, wooow, you had one awesome grandma!