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There’s a rug on the hearth and a fire in the grate,
Grandma and grandad, sitting with me to wait.
While the black-leaded oven is cooking our tea,
Of ‘tatty-ash’ stew, made especially for me.

We’re red hot on our fronts, but cold on our backs,
Drafts ‘round our feet, as the fire draws air back
But we’re warm in our hearts and as cosy as toast,
For dinner we’d all shared, gran’s tasty beef roast.

I can stay for the weekend, and will sleep here you see,
On my own, in the spare room, when I’ve had my tea.
There’s real flannel sheets and a big comfy bed,
With soft feather pillows to lay down my head.

When I’ve eaten my tea, gran will take me upstairs,
And wait by my side, while I’m saying my prayers.
She’ll tuck in my blankets and kiss me goodnight,
And wish me ‘God Bless’, and then bid me sleep tight.

The sweet smell of lavender rests on the air,
From the bunches my grandma has hung everywhere.
But I know if I open the drawers by the walls,
I’ll wrinkle my nose, from the smell of mothballs.

I’ll lay there and think of the things I like best,
At home, my own bedroom is one of the best.
A computer and tele’, and my own phone as well,
Why is it gran’s house then, can cast such a spell?

I know everyone loves me, both here and at home,
But staying at grandma’s, makes me feel quite grown.
I find when I’m here, then I do not run wild,
And they never treat me, like I was a child.

The thing I’ve decided that I like most here,
Is the feeling I’m safe and have nothing to fear.
The way they both speak, in a soft gentle tone.
It’s much quieter here, than it is back at home.

But the thing I love best when I’m lying in bed,
Is the smell of the room, that floats all ‘round my head.
Yes, the smell of the lavender, gran hangs on the walls,
And the smell from the drawers, of my grandad’s mothballs!

Ivor G Davies


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The following comments are for "Mothballs and Lavender"
by ivordavies

Cozy
Very vivid! Your words and descriptions gave a great canvas for my imagination to paint it's ideas on.

I especially liked the lines "A computer and tele’, and my own phone as well,
Why is it gran’s house then, can cast such a spell?". Too often today, we are caught up in material possessions and spend an inordinate amount of time in front of a tv or computer (and yes, I'm aware of the irony, as I sit here typing on my computer..). It's nice to be able to get away from all that and find pleasures in simple things, like flannel sheets and the scent of lavendar.

Jax

( Posted by: blackheartedpunk [Member] On: June 15, 2004 )

I Love It...
It took me back to when I stayed with my grandparents...
Grandpa would get up at 4 oclock sharp, no alarm clock and shake me awake and ask if I was goin to breakfast with him...
I now do much the same when my grandchildren stay over as well...
Nice to pass on traditions and fond memories to them, isn't it?!

( Posted by: daprdan [Member] On: June 16, 2004 )

Memories Warm & Sweet
Even though I've never experienced a trip to Grandma's like you pictured it, I feel the love, smell the aromas (and odors), see the rooms and Gram and Grampa. What a wonderful picture book for a child or memory for an adult!! Thank you for a taste of heaven.

( Posted by: cajun75 [Member] On: June 16, 2004 )

Sweet Dreams
A delightful Victorian bouqet! Remember when life was so laid back and simple?

Our grandparents were the safe haven...a place to go for comfort when our parents "didn't understand us" and life became overwhelming. It is our mandate, now that WE are grandparents, to continue to provide them with the same "stuff that dreams are made of".

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: June 17, 2004 )

'Trite'..Ivor
First may I thank you all for your comments.

As this was a venture into something new I was not sure how it would go down! This was certainly written as a trip down memory lane, but I was writing from the viewpoint of the couples grandaughter.

The reaction I have had has pleases me and Penelope, you may be suprised to know, to quite a large degree, I think your comments are true and it is not the kind of poetry I prefer to produce. I had to try it though as I wanted to try different 'markets'.

I would have expected somebody to say 'sentemental crap' but you are all far too polite. It is really a commercial write seeking out 'who likes it'. On that note I was amazed by the appeal this had with some of the poets I respect enjoying the piece.

Thank you all once again, I really do appreciate honest feedback

Ivor

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: June 17, 2004 )





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