Sunday, 20 January 2013

The Mag: Grown


I first published this after a day out with my 
Grand-daughter, Speckly Woo. 
That was in February, 2010,  
when she was just three years-old.

Your little hand in my big hand,
your little heart in mine.
We leave our prints upon the land,
too lightly pressed to make a sign.

My little voice in your new voice,
my little thoughts, with yours, entwined.
We built a listening world from choice,
a simple, loving, trusting kind.

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  1. That describes those precious moments perfectly Martin. Is this going in the book? :)

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    1. Thank you, Nell. It may well find its way in...eventually.

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  2. So true and so sweetly expressed.

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  3. ...a wonderful relationship...that truly inspires.. true that the grands are more loved than the sons & daughters...smiles...

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    1. Hi Kelvin. Well, that can be true in some cases, but the relationship grandparents have with their grandchildren is so different from that which they have with their children. Paradoxically, the closeness increases due to being one step in distance, away. Does that make sense?

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  4. This makes me smile and think of my grandparents. So tender. Thank you.

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    1. Glad to have made you smile, Mary.

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  5. Writing that's radiant and appealing...

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  6. sweet and sentimental- I love this image it evokes in me.

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  7. Oh I feel the beating of two hearts in one! Lovely!

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    1. That's just how it feels for me, whenever I have a little hand in mine, Karen. Welcome to Square Sunshine and thanks for following.

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  8. wow, it made me teary eyed reading this. i had a grand daughter too but due to the distance, i have not seen her grew up and she is now three years old.

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    1. Thank you, Odette. No matter what the distance, I doubt that your love for your grand-daughter is diminished whatsoever.

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  9. Wonderful poem...so sweet and aptly descriptive.
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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    1. So glad you enjoyed this one, SueAnn. Thanks for dropping by.

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  10. Oh...my eyes welled up with tears...so beautiful...so touching...

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  11. As a grandma, too, this one really touched me.

    =)

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    1. Sue, they're so precious, aren't they?

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  12. Oh Martin, how I love this ~~~~~

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    1. Thank you Helen, I', glad it struck a chord.

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  13. How nice that your little grandchild inspired you to write this lovely poem!

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    1. Yes Ginny, along with her little twin sisters, she's a delight.

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  14. Quite a special bond, so well expressed.

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  15. There certainly is a special bond we have a with our grandchildren Martin...you have beautifully captured that here!! :-)

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