Grandma’s Teacups

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 Mrs. Merrill’s Book Break blog.   

My dad’s mom, Dorothy. 

Teacups

Grandma drank her coffee

from a teacup each day

shaking hand

cup chatters against saucer

only the ladies 

got to drink 

from her teacup collection -

a girls’ tea party

each daughter and granddaughter

now possess one 

of her cherished teacups

now I drink my coffee

from grandma’s teacup

Grandma’s teacup. 

Today’s Poetry Friday round up is being hosted by Mary Lee at A Year of Reading. Make sure you click on over to visit her blog for some poetry goodness.

Speaking of goodness, check out some of my favorite tea party treasures.

A little board book that my girls had.
We used to have lots of tea parties!

I bought my copy of this while on a European vacation. 

What could be better than a poetry tea party?

And now, two tea party recipes from my “rescued” recipe box (Vintage Recipe Box)

Spiced Tea

Oatmeal Cookies 

The Big Yellow Bowl

This is my Poetry Break sign!

Read about my Poetry Breaks! at my other blog, Mrs. Merrill’s Book break.  I’m missing sharing poetry with children on a daily basis. 

Today I’m sharing another poem about a family treasure, my grandma’s big yellow Pyrex bowl. 

My mom’s mom, Hilda. 

Hilda’s big yellow Pyrex bowl

Holding Memories

I am well used

I hold so much -

potato salad

bread dough

kolachkis

love . . .

I now sit

in  granddaughter’s kitchen

I hold so much love

grandma’s potato salad

grandma’s bread dough

grandma’s kolachkis 

Holding memories

I am a well loved  

beautiful, yellow bowl

Today’s Poetry Friday hostess is Carol at Beyond Literacy. Stop over to her blog to sample everyone’s poetry sharing. 

Grandma’s Measuring Spoons

Happy Poetry Friday!  I’m so grateful for all of you and for this wonderful poetry community. I learn so much from all of you and get to enjoy your poetry love. Today’s Poetry Roundup is being hosted by Jama at Jama’s Alphabet Soup.  Be sure to click on over to her site for lots of poetry deliciousness.


Grandma’s Measuring Spoons

Grandma’s measuring spoons. 

These old measuring spoons belonged to my grandma. When she passed, my oldest daughter was just shy of a year old. She used to babysit for Sienna a couple of hours a week.Grandma adored her time with Sienna. She often held her as a small infant, the entire time the two were together. As Sienna became older and more active, Grandma put her in her highchair and played with her. One of Sienna’s favorite “toys,” was grandma’s measuring spoons.  These spoons that I now use every day, were The inspiration for this poem.

Spoons

In her kitchen 
measuring tool
Loyal companion 
in making treats
Baby rattle

In my kitchen 
measuring tool
Loyal companion
measuring coffee cream
Daily reminder of grandma

Vintage Recipe Box

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I love to shop antique stores, flea markets, thrift stores, and garage sales. Since I haven’t been able to do this recently, I began browsing eBay. I came across this treasure- a vintage recipe box, filled with handwritten and collected recipes. I knew I had to give it a home!  As I browsed through the recipe box’s contents, I thought a lot about its original owner and why someone would want to sell it. I wrote about it in my journal and this week’s poem came into being.

Vintage recipe box.

Filled with handwritten and collected recipes. 

Vintage Recipe Box

Hand painted yellow, wooden box
embellished with strawberries
I wonder who gave you up?
You hold collected and handwritten recipes
Worn with time and use
You are a treasure
a bridge to bygone days
a window into the lives
of ancestors
I wonder who gave you up?
embellished with strawberries
Hand painted yellow, wooden box.

Today’s Poetry Friday host is Michelle at Today’s Little Ditty. Click on over to visit her and all who are posting and sharing poetry love today.