I have so many fabulous memories from my childhood.
One of my earliest memories, being born in 1969 is my grandmother dabbling in poetry in the 1970s. It was the hippie thing to do and my grandmother, despite her SHOCKINGLY-high beehive at the time, always tried to stay current!
She turned 90 years old 2 weeks ago and in just over a week, I will be travelling to Indiana to celebrate at her birthday party. She wrote this poem when I was about 6 years old, had it printed and gave it to everyone in the family. Sadly, I cannot find my copy, but my cousin recently did and emailed me a picture of it.
If we had to keep a record
As we live our lives each day,
Do you think we would be more careful
Of the things we do and say?
And as you tally up the page
With the coming of the night,
Would you leave the page for all to see?
or tuck it out of sight?
Oh I wish that I could live my life
And never once forget
And do a thing or say a thing
I would later on regret
Happy birthday Grandma Callie! Your wisdom and words are a daily inspiration to me!