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| mrs. graham |
Posted - Oct 29 2007 : 12:17:15 PM
I have an apron that belonged to my grandma that I want to hang in my kitchen with a quote or poem about grandmas and aprons (I already have the "Grandma's Apron" poem) that can convey how much she means to me. She was my only babysitter as a child, while my mother worked after divorcing my father. She died when I was eleven, but I feel that she's never far away.
Any suggestions?
~Marqueta
"Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray."~Thomas Gray
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| mrs. graham |
Posted - Oct 30 2007 : 12:59:04 PM
That's a great website! It reminds me of my daughter's experience going to a church party to paint pumpkins the other night. She said that their teacher told she had aprons for them to put on, and one girl (age 8) asked, "What's an apron?". I was blown away! Have we really gone that far down the road?
"Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray."~Thomas Gray
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| FarmGirl~K |
Posted - Oct 30 2007 : 10:27:51 AM
I found this today...
APRON STRINGS TIED TO MY HEART
Grandma wore an apron made from an old feed sack.
With a bib and pockets, it tied behind her back.
Only when she dressed up, would you see her without.
Other times her pockets were filled...you need not doubt!
Baking on Saturdays was my favorite time.
To make her great yeast dough, she rose to alarm's chime.
Grandma was up by five; when I got there, we'd bake.
First we would divide loaves, and work on coffee cake.
If extra dough was left, doughnuts would be deep fried.
Rolled in powdered sugar, they were the best I've tried!
I smell the aroma! What a heavenly bliss.
I can still taste fresh baked goods as I reminisce.
Grandma kept her hankie in the right pocket side.
She'd wipe crumbs off my face with a grin a mile wide.
Grandma was very short...just barely four foot ten.
But I, too, was little if I look way back then.
I remember holding her gnarly, aging hand.
We'd walk around gardens scattered on the farmland.
We would check on the chickens in the big, old coup;
I hated the fact that they would become our soup.
In reality, chickens that no longer laid
would be eaten on Sunday after we had prayed.
Grandma wore a print dress and chunky, high-heeled shoes.
I recall eating lunch while listening to the news.
Mama cat had her kittens in the tall hayloft.
Sometimes we'd climb up there to pet their fur so soft.
To touch the tiny babes, we'd use just one finger.
Closing my eyes tightly, I hear mama cat's purr.
Grandma wore her apron, and I wore one she'd sewn.
Times spent with Grandma were the best of all I've known!
Though she has long been gone,
I loved her from the start.
Grandma's long apron strings
are still tied to my heart!
By Peggy Paris
© 2006 Peggy Paris (All rights reserved)
and this neat article & blog
http://www.epinions.com/content_3056246916
http://rosylittlethings.typepad.com/posie_gets_cozy/2006/03/alice_aprons.html
"Work as if you were to live a hundred years, pray as if you were to die tomorrow." ~Benjamin Franklin~
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| mrs. graham |
Posted - Oct 30 2007 : 10:07:26 AM
Thank you so much, everyone! That was quite beautiful, Jeannie! It brought tears to my eyes. I do have some lilac clip-on earrings and brooch pin that I could add, and I do have a nice picture of her. That's a great idea.(I had a pop-bead necklace of hers, too, but of course that one's long gone!).
~Marqueta
"Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray."~Thomas Gray
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| jpbluesky |
Posted - Oct 30 2007 : 07:44:16 AM
Thank you Jo and I hope Marqueta likes it, too! Sometimes poems just spill out, and when I read her post, this one came out!
Psalm 51: 10-13 |
| Hideaway Farmgirl |
Posted - Oct 30 2007 : 07:06:01 AM
Jeannie, that's beautiful!
Jo
"Wish I had time to work with herbs all day!" |
| jpbluesky |
Posted - Oct 30 2007 : 07:01:10 AM
This apron was my shield, when grandma put it on.
I knew that I was safe, when grandma put it on.
I knew I would be fed, when grandma put it on.
I wish today that I could see my grandma put it on.
How is this?
Psalm 51: 10-13 |
| Tammy Claxton |
Posted - Oct 30 2007 : 05:42:49 AM
Do you have any small items from her like jewelry, pins, etc..? Maybe you could attach them to the apron, along with the poem?
 What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger!
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| Hideaway Farmgirl |
Posted - Oct 29 2007 : 12:19:13 PM
What a sweet way to remember your grandma. What about framing a really nice photo of her, or a photo of the two of you together, that could be hung in your kitchen with the apron and the poem?
Jo
"Wish I had time to work with herbs all day!" |
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