A Garden of Memories

She so lovingly remembers her grandfather here.
Tho many years gone; his memories kept near.
This book he read to her while she sat in his lap.
Taking her on great adventures; imaginations tapped.

Inhaling the aroma of orange blossoms, sweet.
Hungry after each journey, this fruit they would eat.
Filled with such nostalgia it's his scent she misses;
cherry pipe tobacco, also tasted on his kisses.

This has become a tradition for her each year;
happy memories filling her with joy, never tears.
For he is on an adventure in paradise now;
another for her to join him, when she is laid in the ground.

She will read to her grandchildren from this old book one day.
Where precious memories of her in this garden will be made.



July17, 2014
Contest: A poem in Paradise
Sponsor: Isaiah Zerbst
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July 29, 2014 at 12:14 PM
Hi Arlene, wow! My grandchild is everything to me, and one day I will read... Enjoyed.., :) Congratulations, on your winning poem... Love Linda
Allison Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 12:32 PM
I can smell the orange blossom and tobacco from her e- you have painted a wonderful picture hugs Jan x
Smith Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 12:42 PM
Thank you so much dear Jan.. Hugs.. Arlene
Callus Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 9:10 AM
Hi Arlene. Memories and nostalgia always have their pleasant way with me, so does this lovely poem! Congratulations on a deserved win! // paul
Smith Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 9:16 AM
Thank you so much, sweet Paul.. Hugs.. Arlene
Lindley Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 8:22 AM
A wonderful take on the picture my friend. First stanza set the stage and the show went on to be a smashing success!! Big congrats on your fine win!! "She so lovingly remembers her grandfather here. Tho many years gone; his memories kept near. This book he read to her while she sat in his lap. Taking her on great adventures; imaginations tapped."
Smith Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 9:15 AM
Thank you for such sweet comments, dear Robert.. Hugs my friend.. Arlene
Lamoureux Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 8:20 AM
This resonated for me, I just loved the smell of my Grandpa's tobacco. He smoked Green Sail. Congratulations on your win.
Smith Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 9:14 AM
Lol! Thanks, Richard my friend.. Hugs.. Arlene
May Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 8:02 AM
Beautiful write Arlene..congrats on the win
Smith Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 8:04 AM
Thanks, Joseph my friend. Hugs.. Arlene
Sietesantos Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 7:39 AM
Big congratulations to you Arlene for a sweet win which is well-deserved. This is such a beautiful sentimental write. Warmest regards!
Smith Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 8:01 AM
Thanks, Pandita my friend! Hugs.. Arlene
Gorelick Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 6:10 AM
So sweet..and very different as well. congrats...I can just hear you reading to your grandchildren one day. BG
Smith Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 7:07 AM
Thank you, Robert dear! I actually have five of them, from age 17 years to 1year!! Step grand babies, but all mine to me, and they love Nana! :-)
A. Sharma Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 5:30 AM
Very lovely n sweet write Arlene,, congrats on big win !
Smith Avatar
July 23, 2014 at 7:03 AM
Thank you, sweet Upma! Hugs.. Arlene
Vaso Avatar
July 20, 2014 at 10:26 PM
Simply beautiful!
Smith Avatar
July 20, 2014 at 10:50 PM
Thank you, dear Arthur.. Hugs.. Arlene
A. Sharma Avatar
July 17, 2014 at 12:20 PM
Beautiful garden Arlene ! Ah the memories ,, a reason to smile,, very well penned!
Smith Avatar
July 17, 2014 at 12:48 PM
Thank you Dr. Upma, dear!.. Hugs.. Arlene
Farmer Avatar
July 17, 2014 at 11:59 AM
now this poem is truly exceptional regarding the deep profound memories it conjures up, subject matter perfect. but the sentences are too long for me, my tongue trips up if shortened would roll out better
Farmer Avatar
July 17, 2014 at 1:18 PM
and cocks can`t talk, we can only strut around like experts !
Smith Avatar
July 17, 2014 at 12:47 PM
Thank you so much, Ryan.. And I understand about the long lines.. Being a southern talker, I sometimes tend to go on a bit.. Hugs.. Arlene
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