Stay With Me Awhile

 

MY STRAND OF PEARLS

 

Years ago, I tried my hand at poetry. It didn’t last long, but here’s one that is still special to me. Each line is a memory. Oh, the play. Singing around the old pump organ. Haying season - my cousin loved to find the mice that scattered. Oh, the meals. Children sitting at tv trays and watching Bugs Bunny as we ate our supper. So many memories.

 

STAY WITH ME AWHILE

 

Stay with me awhile

and play and sing

old hymns, and smell

the hay just mowed

today, and eat

the meals prepared

with love and grace

in this old place,

rundown and gray.

Away, but not so far

I can’t remember

who you are and

how I came to be.

 

November 26, 2023, Lakeville, NB

Year 1, Day 5 of my daily diary.

Margaret Jane Vasseur

Daughter, mother, grandmother, and storyteller.