Treasures

When I was a little girl, we spent a lot of time at my grandparent’s house. Upstairs from them, lived my great aunt Gert (my grandma’s sister).  During the summer months and weather permitting, we would all sit on the front porch. Although aunt Gert would be a part of the front porch festivities, she liked to surprise my brother and I with little treats. So, one of the first things we loved to do was run upstairs to see aunt Gert and what she had left for us in her desk drawers.

Jeremy and I waiting for the school bus (1981).

Treasures

we’d rush upstairs

above grandma and grandpa’s

each visit

my brother and I 

would excitedly check

aunt Gert’s desk drawers

mine on the right

Jeremy’s on the left

treasures always awaited

a comic book

a coloring book

a band for cat’s cradle 

a card game

a game of jacks 

sometimes a Little Golden Book

something special

to play or read

with great aunt Gert

Great aunt Gert. 

Margaret at Reflections on the Teche is hosting today’s Poetry Friday Roundup. Besides sharing the round up of poetry love, Margaret shares a lovely poem she wrote in response to a photograph, “Cajun Queen.”