GinNie Tanner Smith
Gems In My Hand
Gems in My Hand
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith
©Copy right 2012
You listen intently as I share a black and white photo,
A rare gem of heritage circa nineteen hundred thirty seven,
You seem to understand this is your great, great grandmother,
Enjoying three of her grands, Jean, Joyce & Faye,
'That's my Aunt Faye? ' you ask, 'so she was a little girl too? '
You inquire as to why great, great, grand is wearing a silly hat,
You listen intently as I share women protected themselves from the sun,
Your precious face has questions presented within your fair eyes,
'So, granny, was it always black and white, and some gray, in your time? '
'Did you not have color so very long ago, was that sad? '
My heart melts at your observation and wise ponderings,
You listen intently as I explain that color was indeed of then,
We lived in a world of colorful expression and freedom,
That color film wasn't invented and when it was, it was costly,
Amazed, you process your heritage and new knowledge,
I listen intently, as your world grows fuller in front of my eyes.
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
She said once, 'granny, you are so old, you have to know everything'...I laughed and explained that I will never know everything. That I learn every day and especially from the wonder of the wisdom of grands such as her.
Sophie is just 7 and wrote her first poem, without my urging or my corrections, here it is:
Snow, Snow, Snow and Snow
Sophie Smith 2.17.2012
Snow is here, snow is here!
Snow is everywhere!
It's here it's there, it's even in the car, '
Snow, Snow, Snow and Snow;
In the house, in my home, in my toys,
Snow, Snow and Snow everyday!
My snow, my snow, my snow.
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