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Grandma's Attic

My granny's attic is plumb full to the brim

Of all her treasures she collected over the years,

Now that shes gone, I take a trip up there

Just opening the squeaky door brought me to tears

There sits her collection of Fenton glass

Pink and powder blue Hull vases scattered here and there,

A picture of my grandpa in the Navy

Clothes in a trunk that she used to wear

A silver looking glass, comb, and tarnished brush

Silverware in a classic wooden brown box,

A collection of old Avon bottles, and cars

Some old hats, and a scarf made of a brown fox

My mind is back to that time once more

When I was a child, growing up in her house,

These items fixed up just so right

And granny was mortified of a little mouse

I will keep granny's treasures forever

Especially her Mammy cookie jar,

For I am calmer when I even touch her things

Oh look, there's my old ballerina bar!

                                                               POETDONTKNOWIT

Author notes

My granny raised me. She had a heart attack and died, hours before the 50th wedding anniversary party I had planned for them. I was devastated, and will be till I die. LUV YA MIMI!!!!!!!

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  • animated lies
    June 28, 2007

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    Its amazing what people find in the attic. Thank you for sharing your memories, and thank you for entering my contest.

    ♥ animated


  • jacbgd2 gold member
    January 31, 2007

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    very good

    This is a very beautiful story being told in a poem.  I call this type of writing (poetrory). It is a word only used by me and coined only for me to use. Your story is beautifully told. Everything flows well. Sometimes I get very caught up in the flow, emotion, story, feeling, etc. of a poem I do not see the words I feel them and that is what I did here. So I can not tell you if you have errors in spelling. But I can tell you keep writing you are talented. This is a type of poetry I don't usually like. That's saying a lot in itself.


  • grannyeri gold member
    January 31, 2007

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    What a tragic situation you describe in your notes. I know she knew you loved here just by reading this. Grandparents and their children have such a unique relationship and you are lucky to have know her for as long as you did. Lovely sentiments expressed so well in these lines- easy to read and understand.

  • Liquid memories
    January 28, 2007

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    Awww, a sweetie.

    Such tender recollections of your granny, is so pleasant and enjoyable to read. Its nice you have things that will take you back to years ago, and you can find pleasure in the beautiful memories of her. I wish you well, my friend. Jules.


  • PhoenixsFlight
    January 28, 2007

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    There is no-one so special as a granny, this was really beautiful. Thankyou for sharing your joy and your pain. She sounds like she was a very interesting, kind lady whom loved you a lot.


  • Spiritual Nature
    January 28, 2007

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    Very touching poem and the author's notes really brought it on home, if you know what I mean. I love that just the squeak of the door, brought you to tears. And the special little keepsakes that find in your journey of rediscovery, most precious. Good job.


  • LadyUnique silver member
    January 28, 2007

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    my grandmother died when i was in my late teens. she lived out of state but i kept in touch with her, wrote to her and she wrote back. our relationship was starting to become adult-to-adult when she died. i still have some of her costume jewelry and a glass box with two tiny horse statues inside against a rainbow background. just some cheap little knick-knack but it was always on her coffee table your poem made me remember this and how it's stored in my hope chest right now. i'm 50 and i wish she had lived longer as i'm sure my life would have turned out different, better
    thank you for stirring those memories


  • Summer Dawn
    January 28, 2007

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    sorry to hear about your granny. i did not have too many good memories with my family. they were all separated emotionally. send my condolences to you and your family. hold onto your memories so you may one day share them with your own children and grand children.

                                     


  • ShaShay
    January 28, 2007

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    Touching

    Good write. I was close to my Granny as well. She lived with us in the summertime and I always looked forward to it. SHe told me things I thought were just an old woman's ramblings but have learned how smart she was to know what I might face in life. Good feeling here...Pen on...


  • Bee gee silver member
    January 28, 2007

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    Our Grannies

    I like the first part of your poem it draws your attention to the things that are in Grandma's attic.I like lines 24,25.I too keep my Grandmothers in my memorys I had 2 Grandmothers and 1 Grampy.Well I never visited any Attic but my Mothers Mom always had a room we called the cold room, it was a spare room full of things Granny kept.I was spoiled by both Grandmothrs and Grampy wasn't to bad either he was a very quite man.My Dads father died When i was 17, then his mom died when i was 18 and due to graduate.My mothers mom died when i was 26 we all grow so close to our Grannies and we Love them so much.I loved Grampy too.I don't think your poem needs improved I like it as it is.It brought me back to my Grannies thanks for sharing.Lovely poem.


  • Whoochi gold member
    January 28, 2007

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    awwwwwww

    My grandma was my best friend and even though shes been gone for quite some time..I still can smell her, feel her and remeber all the things in her closet and basement...thanks for the warm memories......


  • Frogzter gold member
    January 28, 2007

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    Oh I know how much it must of hurt writing this one. The nostalgia of remembering all the wonderful things she did in your life and the unconditional love and support. This reminds me a lot of my own grandmother who passed many years ago. I will always miss her!
    Funny my granma collected old Avon bottles as well! It is funny the ordinary things that can bring back such wonderful memories! Blessings my friend!
    Frogz~

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