Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Friday, October 16, 2020

Grandmothers And Granddaughters

 

 

 My mother welcomed the sabbath,

lighting candles.

Her head covered,

her eyes closed

as she whispered her prayer.

Her house spotless.

The smells from the kitchen intoxicating. 

Her table was adorned with a white

starched tablecloth and

crystal goblets for wine.

Silently she uncovered her head,

the way her mother had,

and her mother before her.

My mother's mother accumulated

a dowry when I was born.

Dishes and lines all chosen with intention

but mostly love.

She is present in my thoughts 

as I think of my granddaughter.

Holding silver candlesticks that 

I will gift to her.

How beautiful they are

for the home that she will make

some day.

Her eyes sparkle bright,

her smile is infectious.

Her sweet face can light 

desolate paths,

and dark days and nights.

She was born with a crown on her head,

during a global pandemic.

The days were challenging

but she was the sun and the moon.

Enveloping us with love

from her first smile.  

32 comments:

  1. Ah, I can see that beautiful smile! I love the line of grandmothers in this poem, a wonderful lineage! Your grandkids have a wonderful family!

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  2. This is beautiful! Thank you for sharing.

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  3. This is a beautiful poem that passes on the inner and outer treasures of each generation. We share having a granddaughter born in this very confusing and risky time. I love the way you deflect this but acknowledge it with a crown! Congratulations and glad as my first granddaughter said of her sister ' she's out!' A great relief all round!

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  4. I love the passing of tradition and family treasures.

    Have a good weekend Ayala.

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  5. There is so much in this... with all those treasures being passed on. I hope that you keep well in pandemic.

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  6. Your poem touched my heart ... thank you.

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  7. Such a beautiful recount of family traditions and their treasure, accompanied by the promise of a new life. So beautiful!

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  8. Such a beautiful evocation of both grandmother and grand-daughter, as well as the ongoing family tradition.

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  9. This is what a family should mean.

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  10. What a beautiful and most touching poem this is. I must confess my eyes teared up a bit.

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  11. This is lovely, bright, and uplifting.

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  12. Thank you for sharing your beautiful family tradition. Stay safe and well.

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  13. There is a very special bond between grandmother and granddaughter that you show from both ends. How fortunate you are, with your beautiful granddaughter, and the traditions you will hand on to her. I hope you and your family stay safe and well. xx

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    1. Thank you dear Mary. I hope you do as well. xx

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  14. Congrats on the new grandbaby! I sometimes wonder about the questions my grandchildren will ask (if I am ever lucky enough to be a grandmom) about this wild, wild time.

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