Legacy (Free Verse)

Legacy

My granddaughter ran giggling,

Her mother catching up by bit

As I watched from the park bench,

Winded

Grandma strode behind them

But soon they were all together

Heading for the baby's quest,

Together

I sighed but didn't move

And felt my lower lip quiver

As they disappeared,

Laughing

Then I breathed in deeply

The earthy ghost town air

Of miners and their families, sweet,

There

And my strength returned wordless

Greater than before, in confidence

The future is assured by care,

Love

Comments: 32

saima f. Nov 13, 2006, 12:35am EST

AMEN TO THAT.

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Jim Ross Nov 13, 2006, 12:37am EST

Thank you, Saimy.

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Heather B. Nov 13, 2006, 12:39am EST

Just beautiful --tender. :0)

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Jim Ross Nov 13, 2006, 12:48am EST

Thank you, Heather.

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Lisa M. Nov 13, 2006, 12:48am EST

You're a great grandad Jim!! You have a very lucky and blessed family to have such a passionate, talented, brilliant man at the helm.

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Jim Ross Nov 13, 2006, 12:54am EST

Thank you, Lisa, they light the way.

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Jim Ross Nov 13, 2006, 1:39am EST

Thank you, Zenith.

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Jim Ross Nov 13, 2006, 1:51am EST

Thank you, Juniper.

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Debra H. Nov 13, 2006, 4:15am EST

Whew Jim, you really tugged at my heartstrings - Excellent piece

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a a Nov 13, 2006, 6:53am EST

That was nice although im not a grandad I can relate to it, people can relate to that, thats why it's good. Keep 'um coming.

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Cheryl W. Nov 13, 2006, 8:09am EST

This is beautiful, and very touching.

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Anne B. Grote Nov 13, 2006, 9:33am EST

so beautiful and very well said!

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Jim Ross Nov 13, 2006, 10:07am EST

Thank you, Debra, Wilhelmine, Howard, Cheryl and Anne. I appreciate your thoughts.

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Lydia O. Nov 13, 2006, 10:08am EST

Beautiful, Jim! You put us right there with you--so many times words say it better than even a picture can.

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Jim Ross Nov 13, 2006, 10:49am EST

Well thank you, Lydia.

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Pam F. Nov 13, 2006, 11:17am EST

And I thought I was the only one that had to bite back tears at seeing small children play. (Especially small family members) My heart aches with the love.

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Quinn (aka Entwife) Blackburn Nov 13, 2006, 11:22am EST

Lovely!

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Larry H. Nov 13, 2006, 12:06pm EST

Very touchking, thanks for shareing

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Virginia M. Nov 13, 2006, 12:44pm EST

Jim, I understand very well! :)

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Cecile V. Nov 13, 2006, 12:51pm EST

This brings images of the park at Angel's Camp with the statue of Mark Twain. Whenever we stayed in Angel's Camp we would get sweet rolls and coffee at a local bakery and sit in the park, and eat breakfast, taking in all of the historical ambience of the place. No grandkids, and even our son was too old to travel with us, but we had our first two trusty trail dogs with us, Jessie & Jake. We used to take them absolutely everywhere with us, and it was great fun! Jessie is gone, her ashes spread up at Cerro Gordo, Jake is nearly 15 and will join her soon. But, they were like our kids and you just brought up all of those wonderful memories!

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Jim Ross Nov 13, 2006, 1:23pm EST

The feeling is mutual, Amy. Thank you so much.

Thank you, Pam. Watching them and knowing all is as it should be touches me to the core.

Thank you, Quinn, Larry, and Virgina. I appreciate that.

Thank you for sharing your story, Cecile--ah, the sweet memories we build!

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