She comes to me in patterns and a sense of her being even now - often as I close my eyes at night.


Such love. Such gentleness. Such care.
You gave these things to me
in all those bygone days when I
was just a just a juvenile. Unaware
of what I had within my life -
of what you gave and introduced;
like handfuls of shiny half-crowns
that could have bought me the moon
had I stored them for later use,
had I cherished them for the thought
behind your heartfelt deed of giving.

Such softness as your fingers
interleaved and slid through mine,
carefully, oh so carefully, cleaning
away the mucky childhood stains
on the wooden draining board of care,
beside the boiler that gasped for air
and spluttered gaseous metaphors
of all the things you were healing
and smoothing away with Knight's Castile -
the things that burped and interrupted
the smooth joy you wanted to instill
for ever into my cherished life.

griffonner 2022

Poetry by Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-02-09 at 12:14

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Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful, reminded me of own grandmom and so much else she stood for and symbolised.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very gracefully written, Allen.

Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
A lovely, poignant write, wonderful descriptions that brought these memories of yours to light

Elle x

D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
Such a loving evocation of a happy moment; I liked the Knights Castile reference - soap I remember.

Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you for taking the time to read and comment so positively, OTP. Allen
PS: Not showing up in comments for some reason.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
A lovely and gentle remembrance.