Constance La France Poet Free verse

A Big Storyteller

All my life I have been a big dreamer 
and a big storyteller,
my mom used to say, I had imagination, just like my sweet grandma, 
gosh, she was a great story weaver . . . 
at first the tales formed in my mind were just things unwritten, and 
I liked to watch grandma's face and all the expressions within her voice,
so, soon with storytelling-   I was bitten and smitten.
Grandma created wonderful characters and scenes, 
and because of her this I was blessed too.
But, oddly none of her stories were ever written on paper, not a single one,   
no pen dripped on paper for grandma,
but my own words have fallen to paper over and over.
All her stories existed in her mind and she stored carefully each script,
and when grandma died at ninety-four 
sadly she could not speak a single word,                                               
so I tell her stories remembered in words written.


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October 17, 2017


Poetry/Free Verse/A Big Storyteller
Copyright Protected, ID 17- 1117-309-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Submitted to the contest, End Feb 2019
sponsor, Brian Strand

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Kishan Sharma February 26, 2019 at 8:05 PM Very beautiful expressed ,,I really like it Dear.

Michelle Faulkner February 26, 2019 at 4:06 PM 'stories remembered in words written' - such a moving tribute, she must have had lots of stories!