JC Brul Poet Sonnet

I Remember

In one corner of my ancestral home~
Placidly stood an old sewing machine;
The golden emblem surrounded with chrome,
Now tarnished~ devoid of luster and sheen.
There my grandma used to stitch my garments,
From school uniforms to my doll's dresses;
Whilst I sit listening her fine statements,
Of Warrior Queens and Noble Princesses.
The echo of each laughter still lingers,
Like her last words when she bade adieu; 
As she slipped the gold key through my fingers,
"This heirloom I give to no one but you!".
  Then she finally closed her eyes with smile,
  As I opened that machine ere awhile.



15 March 2021
Notes: Dedicated to my loving grandmom who passed away 2 decades ago.

For "I Remember Poetry Contest"
Sponsored by Malabika Ray Choudhury

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Aniruddha Pathak August 11, 2021 at 9:40 PM Nice to read a sonnet from your able pen, congrats for winning first place

Malabika Ray Choudhury August 11, 2021 at 6:59 AM Congratulations again, Dear Friend! It’s a touching poem - makes me teary-eyed. Love ~ Mala

Malabika Ray Choudhury March 17, 2021 at 4:03 PM Congratulations on your win, JCB. You are lucky to inherit that heirloom. Love ~ Mala