The #Mother’sDay Post~A Poem

book launch party photo with gkids
From November 2017–they’ve all grown a l o t since then! (Seated in front) Abigail(10) on the left, Paul(8) next to her, standing on my left is Luke(6) on my right is Peter(11.999) Oldest grandson Hanan(15 1/2) is in back (and he’s got a w a y cooler haircut now).

What My Grandkids Will Say About Me on Oprah

When my grandkids talk to Oprah
    about their Nana, the famous writer,
they will say words were my oxygen–
    to read, to write, to share,
and that I spent way too much money
    at Thrift Stores on books by dead authors–
Emily Dickinson, George Herbert, LM Montgomery
    and Keats.

They will also tell her I loved to sing–
    another form of breathing–
and how I embarrassed them in public
    by belting out the “Tomorrow” song from Annie
or grabbing their elbows in the mall
    while shouting “We’re off to see the Wizard!”

They will announce to the world,
    in front of God and everybody,
that my profession as a teacher was their   
    greatest undoing;
constantly coaching them about penmanship,
the correct formation of the letter “a”
    or while reading, pointing out misread syllables in
    a favorite text.

They will oblige Ms. O’s prodding by adding the death 
    knell~
that I couldn’t help myself when it came to learning,
    revealing in hushed tones I often resorted
    to using an encyclopedia as torture 
    (the 1956 World Book edition).

My grandchildren will remind her, however,
    (before the commercial break)
my best qualities were the way I delighted in the world,
    showing them wonders in the garden,
surprises in the grass, the avian miracles of
    chickadees and juncos in the branches 
    or robins in the birdbath.

Most of all, when my grandkids talk to Oprah,
    they will tell her my lungs longed for the breath of
    Heaven, the Word, and how its oxygen proved
    my greatest life support throughout my livelong days.
~~~~~~
c. Jody Lee Collins 2016

2 thoughts on “The #Mother’sDay Post~A Poem

  1. Oh, yes–the oxygen of God’s Word. Such beautiful and perfect imagery, Jody. It’s my greatest life support, too. And how blessed you are to have those five bright-faced grandchildren to enhance your life even further. They’re a sweet aroma to go along with the oxygen! 🙂

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