Dear master artist,
Could you possibly
make
An art piece about our mom,
But what could
you make?
More than just a painting
To display her beauty on;
How about a mobile, that’s art,
With lots of moving parts?
What would we use
To represent our mom?
She wore so many hats,
How can we choose?
For sure a spool of thread,
Cause she held us all together,
And needles, a variety of kinds…
Not just for sewing,
But knitting, crocheting and
Don’t
forget her tatting.
She didn’t just make us clothing
To look our
very best,
She decorated all our homes
To make our
nest the best!
Whatever her endeavor,
Her style and perfection always did
shine through.
There will have to be a book,
For she was always reading one.
She was our source of knowledge,
But don’t
forget the fun.
Histories were her favorite
But so was
Dr. Seuss!
She read everything from Hannibal
To good old Mother Goose.
We can’t forget the garden,
Her
favorite place to be!
There needs to be wildflowers,
But which
ones would they be?
How about a bluebonnet? Or a purple-red wine cup?
And don’t forget the yarrow.
Can we stop at only three?
We’ll work
that out tomorrow.
I can hear the grandkids screaming, “Cookies!
That’s who
our grandma was!”
She made so very many: wreaths and candy canes,
Pinwheels,
tassies and mincemeat tarts.
The recipes we have
But not her
smarts!
Her number one ingredient…love,
Straight from her heart.
Add a bird because she loved her feathered friends,
She’d watch
their feedings with great delight.
She’d find their names in her book
And keep
watch if squirrels came into sight.
She taught us to watch the robin
As he listened for his worm
And laugh at the little wrens flitting
As they waited their turn.
We need to add a bunny.
They were
her newest friends.
They lived under the bushes,
Outside her
window, where the sidewalk ends.
Big ones and baby ones
Hopping all
over the place.
Two boxing bunnies were her favorites.
They’d put
a smile on her face.
We need to add some tiny bells
To add a
cheerful sound,
Cause Mama added laughter
When ever
she came around.
Everyone who knew her
Will
remember her laughter best,
For her gift to make us giggle
Seemed to
be her greatest quest.
Add to the mix a crystal,
A cut crystal heart.
For Mama collected crystal
For its beauty and its art.
It could spin and reflect the sunshine,
To make a rainbow on the wall,
Bringing beauty and color,
But most of
all…
To help us remember Mama
And her love for us all.
