April - Poetry Month - Day Fourteen - A Granddaughter Treasure

 

        The bookmark, on top of the picture above, came into the bookstore at the end of March. Often people do donate books and leave 'treasures' in them. This time, it became my own treasure and I knew what I would do for April's poetry, write about found treasures, perhaps find new places to look? Happy April!

Plus! Check each day for the added line to the Progressive Poem, created by Irene Latham, now hosted by Margaret Simon! The link is to the right!  

       This is a big day for someone in my family. My oldest granddaughter, Ingrid, is thirteen today. I could write a lot about the treasure Ingrid is to me, to her family. This time, I wrote from the POV of those around her, around our own children or grandchildren growing up. 

         The picture is from yesterday. Her wish was to go shopping with me to choose some new clothes. The bucket hat is one new thing!

        Ingrid’s Birthday

 

I remember, as a grandmother,

and as a mother,

when the toddler let go my hand

toddled on down the walk,

a time I realized I’d be saying goodbye

for all the coming years.

Now Ingrid at Thirteen 

takes another step away.

It’s sad and happy for her parents,

for me, too.

We want this;

we don’t want this.

Life’s contradictions 

offer the bittersweet,

but we choose the sweet.

 

Linda Baie ©

Happy Birthday sweet Ingrid!