Monday, March 31, 2008



Old April showers
Made me stay
Inside the window
Half the day.

But I forgave them
When I found
A crocus peeping
From the ground.

(Pen and ink sketches were drawn and the poem was written by my
grandfather (Papa Lee), 1935)


Blogger Anvilcloud said...

What a treasure! I guess you're seeing them now? We have to get rid of our snow first. They showed up very early in April last year, but they;re still snowbound this year.

6:53 PM  
Blogger kenju said...

That IS a treasure!! How nice that you have them.

6:56 PM  
Blogger Crayons said...

I love both of the images! The poem is timeless, I think. I celebrate the way in which you keep your ancestors alive.

3:25 AM  
Blogger Bud said...

Ginnie, Crayons said it all. " I celebrate the way in which you keep your ancestors alive."

4:52 AM  
Blogger ellen said...

There's nothing that I can add that hasn't already been said. A true treasure!

9:32 AM  
Blogger Pam said...

A treasure, indeed! Your connection to your ancestors is a wonderful thing. I don't know a lot about my family, they were never very tight, and it saddens me.

2:36 PM  

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