A Mother’s Voice on Grandmas
When Grandma was at our cousins they took her out to play.
Jumping rope soon became the activity of the day.
They tried Grandma out on all of the riddles and songs that
they could sing.
And when she passed that test, they tried another thing.
Red Hot Peppers …The rope moved as fast as they could swing
That’s when Grandma became known as the Red Hot Pepper
Queen.
When Grandma came to visit it was the time to show
every new idea or trick that we had come to know.
And so I worked and struggled to stand upon my head.
When I couldn’t do it quite; she stood on hers instead.
Now as I am growing older and carry the name, “Grandma”
I’ve followed her example and will be known as the grandma
who does Zumba.
The table seemed to sag a bit when the food was placed there
nice and neat.
Grandma was an amazing cook, but the best was her homemade
bread.
When someone asked for her recipe she said she stored it in
her head.
It was a dab of this, a pinch of that, and a handful of
flour; how many can’t be known by sight.
The flour must be added and the dough kneaded until it feels
just right.
I wanted to be like Grandma, and learn to cook and bake;
And so I began practicing by making a chocolate cake.
I tried my hand at soups and treats, and finally mastered
bread;
And now when someone asks for the recipe, I answer, it’s
written in my head.
Sometimes grandmas look different--- like a dried apple
hanging from a tree;
But if you get to know her you’ll find she remembers being
as young as you and me.
And you might be surprised at all the treasures she has
hidden in her past.
Don’t wait too long to find them. No one knows how long her time here will
last.
