Had I but lived a hundred years ago
I could have danced in my grandpa's shadow
under a crystal blue sky, stars shining bright.
Why in his shadow I'd be a mystery of honor,
a hidden treasure, a secret marionette of time.
Keeper of his smiles, reflection of his warmth,
in regard for his ever flowing love and respect.
Had I but lived A hundred years ago,
I could have dined in my Grandma's Kitchen
by the cast iron wood stove, radiating heat.
In her kitchen I'd be her guest of honor,
a dainty fairy princess, a blest angel held high.
recipient of recipes, collection of her best,
given with gratitude, and prepared to perfection.
Had I lived but a hundred years ago
I would have treasured every moment of them.
A contest entry
- Index of First Lines by Keith.
525 points, ended March 29, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I have found myself thinking this many times before.
I think I would have treasured every moment, as well. To have met my grandmother when she was in her teens, as well as my grandfather, who passed more than twenty years before I was born, I would definitely have found memories to be cherished. Had I lived a hundred years ago, I would have found a simplicity that just doesn't exist today.
Don
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This is an interesting 'What If" poem, placing yourself back into a different time and place but still among familiar faces. Good thoughtful and creative write.
Dennis
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Yes, time is an odd thing and I think we all long for a simpler one. Maybe the past was better. But we're stuck with the present. Thanks for entering.
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Awesome!! what a beautiful poem you've penned down here.. an excellent take on the prompt.. good luck.. Thanx for sharing..
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