Eve Roper Poet Free verse

A Tender Moment From Childhood

My fond childhood memories;
I couldn't wait to get to my grandparents
During the holidays when I was young.
Their arms always outspread with affection,
Their warm love for us was quite apparent.

Waking in the morning with smell of baked bread.
Wouldn't take much for grandpa and me to pause
Whatever we were doing when bread was ready.
Slice of hot bread and melting butter, our stomachs fed.

Gran would let me help wash clothes in a spent
Wringer washer, then hung on a clothesline
With two-pronged wooden pins in the backyard
To dry in the sun giving them fresh air scent.

I am older, with my own family.
I try to keep those warm memorable
Traditions. A bread machine, a dandy
Invention; all ending so happily.

One of the few things I do and provide
myself; if ambitions on sunny days,
I will hang my clothes out on the clothesline.
Memories of childhood I hold with pride.

 6/16/2021

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Chris Green June 17, 2021 at 10:40 AM This brought back memories to me as well my friend. This was lovely, I enjoyed reading your memories.

Victor Buhagiar June 16, 2021 at 11:22 PM Memories are made of this. Malta being small, we rarely visited.

Gershon Wolf June 16, 2021 at 7:38 PM Very tender memories, methinks. I miss hanging the clothes on a line. I actually was doing it through 1997, when I bought my first (and only) house... and those bread machines! Nothing like them. Nostalgia's Sweet Smell, gw