People Grandma’s age married for better or for worse. Now it’s for more or less.
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Category: Ode/poem & Mothers Day
Mother/Grandmother #352
May 12, 2006 Joe Burkey, OK to forward intact
also Iyyar 14, 5766 original calendar
Crabby Old Woman
What do you see, nurses? What do you see?
What are you thinking when you're looking at me?
A crabby old woman, not very wise,
uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles her food and makes no reply
When you say in a loud voice, "I do wish you'd try!"
Who seems not to notice the things that you do,
and forever is losing a stocking or shoe?
Who, resisting or not, lets you do as you will,
with bathing and feeding, the long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse, you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am as I sit here so still,
as I do your bidding, as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of ten with a father and mother,
brothers and sisters, who love one another.
A young girl of sixteen with wings on her feet
dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet.
A bride soon at twenty, my heart gives a leap,
remembering the vows that I promised to keep
At twenty-five now, I have young of my own,
who need me to guide a secure happy home.
A woman of thirty, my young now grown fast,
bound to each other with ties that should last.
At forty, my young sons have grown and are gone,
but my man is beside me to see I don't mourn.
At fifty and more, babies play round my knee.
Again we know children, my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me; my husband is dead.
I look at the future. I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing young of their own,
and I think of the years and the love that I've known.
I'm now an old woman and nature is cruel;
'Tis jest to make old age look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles, grace and vigor depart.
There is now a stone where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells,
and now and again, my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys, I remember the pain,
and I'm loving and living life over again.
I think of the years all too few, gone too fast,
and accept the stark fact that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people, open and see
not a crabby old woman. Look closer. See ME!
Remember this poem when you next meet an old person who
you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within. We will
all, one day, be there, too!
BIBLE VERSE ABOUT THIS:
Proverb 23:22 “…despise not your mother when she is old.”
This would include your grandmother
Grandmas are still great no matter what their condition.
Please forward this to everyone.
Thanks, Joe (Joe Burkey, McCullough 4-4-1)
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