for those days when a letter would come
from one of the children and a different mark
on the occasion of a long-distance call _
There was a bright red ball-point pen
hanging from a string over the calendar page
ready to emblazon a badge of cheer
upon the little white square of that day
which was livelier and happier because
a letter had come or a voice had been heard
and they could talk with each other comfortably
about the beloved ones far away _
They felt it was a nice way to be included
without intruding, to reach out gently
without prying, and so to keep alive
the tender, anxious, oneness of their loving _
They never told any of the children about it though
it might seem rather childish to them
only a sentimental little game
amusingly suitable for old folks back home
and after all
all that mattered
was their love
for the children _
Margie - This brought tears to my eyes on a rainy morning in Breckenridge. I can see the cheery marks and hope many bloom on the calendar. We have Sam for a week - when will the rain stop?
ReplyDeleteBarb
DeleteMy poem moved you to tears .... awwwwww!
I bet you made some beautiful memories with Sam.
We had Rose for the weekend and had so much fun with her.
smiles...its cool to keep track of their calls and letters...and def sentimental...my wife used to do similar with me before we were married...and the boys found that calendar...ha
ReplyDeleteBrian
DeleteIn today's age there are probably not many calendars that people keep with the memories.
Funny about your boys finding yours...
Smiles
Very sweet and moving poem, Margie.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Daisy.
Deletereminds me of when I was in college-
ReplyDeleteKathy
DeleteOh, those college days, hope they are good memories.
precious.....
ReplyDeletevery precious.....
Thanks so much, Tessa.
DeleteThanks so much for your visit!! I am a sucker for a tea pot or a tea cup and collect them!!
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Deb
Debbie
DeleteI love my teapots and cups and saucers.
I have not added to my collection in a while, though.
Hugs back
How sweet and moving. You phrase your words so beautifully. How sweet about your dear Rose and her one mermaid pants leg...
ReplyDeleteHi Lisa
DeleteYour kind words are appreciated , thank you.
Rose always makes me laugh, she does the cutest and funniest things.
So sweet, Margie. This squeezed my heart.
ReplyDeleteYou are sweet Martha.
DeleteThank you ...
Beautiful, Margie. And I think it's a wonderful idea. I keep all my calendars because they are records of when workmen came or I had a meeting or some sort of things. I'd be lost if I lost my calendar.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Faye.
DeleteI too would be lost without my calendar.
I have a Rose calendar and there is a beautiful photo of my precious girl to look at each month ... and there are the lovely memories I keep record of to keep my heart content.
How touching, Maggie. Not quite the same as having the grandchildren only a couple of blocks away, and being visited by them regularly. But no less lovely.
ReplyDeleteBlessings and Bear hugs!
Thanks Rob-bear.
DeleteIt's wonderful your grandchildren live so close by .... smiles.
Blessings and hugs to you ...
Margie, sometimes you say incomparable things incomparably well.
ReplyDeleteSo kind of you, Geo.
DeleteThank you!
This is very heartwarming, Margie, thank you so much for sharing.
ReplyDeleteMany thanks, Linda.
DeleteIt;s always a joy to share so you are welcome .
I hope you are feeling much better.
Sending a prayer and hug your way ...
This is so beautiful...those little red marks are so meaningful. Lovely!
ReplyDeleteThanks very much, Sherri.
DeleteAlways so enjoy your visits.
Every word you write is an emotion, happy or sad, consequences of life for elderly the joy of marking days of being remembered, the joy of knowing Love, you often make me cry from your words, image, and sheer poetry of life and nature, your talent squeezes my heart, and makes me cry....you are incomparable angel the mark you're going to leave on this world will one day surface and the world will be better for it....
ReplyDeleteLorraine
DeleteYou are truly a dear and your beautiful words made me cry.
I am so grateful to know you and call you 'friend'
Thanks from the bottom of my heart!
xoxo
do you even know of your heavenly poetry, and angel you are to me, always in words...that move me, do you even know
ReplyDeleteLorraine
DeleteI just write the words and I am truly happy they move you that way.
Thanks dear lady ...
Boa tarde,
ReplyDeleteSua criatividade valoriza muito o que bem escreve, marcar os bons momentos em tinta vermelha é fantástico.
Dia feliz
AG
http://momentosagomes-ag.blogspot.pt/
It's always a pleasure to have you visit, Antonio,.
DeleteThank you ...
Margie, this is so beautifully sad, it literally made me cry... You have a rare talent.
ReplyDeleteSharmom
DeleteSo very kind of you, thank you , your comment means so much.
oh wow - sniff - that is a bittersweet beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteWhen my kids were small - every Tuesday and Thursday when they were in school I would visit an "old" peoples home. I won't write about it here but will do a post soon on my other blog - your poem just brought up old memories.
Sandy,
DeleteThank you so much.
I look forward to that post ... about 'the old peoples home'
Oh, those lovely memories ...
Sounds like an intriguing story there. Happy weekend to you.
ReplyDeleteHi Joyful
DeleteThanks for the visit.
I had a great weekend and hope you did too.
Oh how touching and heart-warming...this brought a tear of joy to my eye!
ReplyDeleteOh such tenderness...Margie, your beautiful poetry brings such beauty to our World.
Big Hugs xxx
Dear Ygraine
DeleteYou are such a kind and loving soul.
Your lovely comment made me feel joy .
Many thanks ...
Big Hugs back
xxx
so sweet and so touches your heart. I can imagen this so well as my family lives far away. My mum sits every sunday ready to skype, waiting for me and when I am 5 minutes late that seems ages to her
ReplyDeleteMarja
DeleteAlways a joy to see you here.
Thanks for the kind words.
I can imagine you have lovely visits with your mum on Skype , next best thing to 'being there'
gentle and sweet and very real - I can picture them waiting with anticipation. Beautiful Margie.
ReplyDeleteMany thanks dear Nikki
DeleteI appreciate the visit and kind words.
Aw - so sweet!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, ladyfi ...
DeleteSo beautiful Margie! I am sure angels are beside you when you write ;o)
ReplyDeleteBig Hugs ;o)
Stacy,
DeleteYou are such a dear.
I like to think that my mom is beside me when I write as she 'was truly an angel;
I miss her so ....
Thanks dear girl
Big Hugs back
xo
Such a heartfelt story, Margie and so beautifully written. I enjoyed it immensely!!
ReplyDeleteHello Michael
DeleteI so appreciate your visit and your kind words made my heart smile.
Thanks so much ...
Made me feel warm and fuzzy! ✿◕ ‿ ◕✿
ReplyDeleteHi Sui
DeleteThat is so sweet.
Thank you ....
Gorgeous, a sweet beautiful sentiment.
ReplyDeletePatti
Welcome Ivy and Elephants
DeleteYour lovely comment is appreciated.
Thanks very much ...
long message they didn't print, i'm going on a paying one...i don't care anything but google i've erase all photos as well as killed my blog, in about 2 days I'll have a new one and will give you the coordinates ok Angel, that's teach them to force me to share....all photos are gone or mostly gone....love you, hope you feel better
ReplyDeleteLorraine
DeleteI am so sorry you have had to leave Blogger but soon we will be connected again .... good luck m;dear
Lots of love to you ...
Boa tarde,
ReplyDeleteEscreveu muito bem, podemos concluir que o(s) calendário(s) com datas especiais, existem em todas as memorias
Dia Feliz
AG
http://momentosagomes-ag.blogspot.pt/