My Scottish Gran

by Yankee4youSt. Albans, Vermont, USA

Jan 2012 921 Views 12 comments

My Scottish Gran’

The kettle boils and your tea still brews
Everything I know I learned from you
The song of birds the names of flowers
You graced me with your loving powers
So long ago since I last held your hand
A little boy with his wonderful Gran
Those long walks down by a lake shore
I will cherish and remember for evermore
So I am older now and the world is changed
Been tossed around and my life rearranged
I will always know such goodness starts
With the love you instilled in my heart

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Posted: Jan 2012

About this poem:

I was so very fortunate growing up a young child to know a very sweet and loving grandmother, (Maggie), who taught me how to study nature and learn all the birds by their songs and all the flower names by the little rhymes she made up for them that grew along the roadside. She has been long gone now, but in my heart I will always cherish her.

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Comments (12)

SundaySilenceLittle Gasparilla, Florida USAJan 8, 2012

Very touching.

gnj4uBoston, Massachusetts USAJan 8, 2012

Hi, Yankee4you,
Everything I know I learned from you...I will always know such goodness starts With the love you instilled in my heart ... I'm sure she would have been delighted by this lovely poem. 'Tis wonderful that you were blessed with such a loving Gran.

Odette67Penrith, Cumbria, England UKJan 8, 2012

The kettle boils and your tea still brews
Everything I know I learned from you

This poem brought tears to my eyes...Sounds so much like my dear old Gran...Now I pass on all I know to my American Grandkids. Thank you dear Yankee for this.

Yankee4youOPSt. Albans, Vermont USAJan 8, 2012

odette, funny you should say that because I felt my eyes getting a little watery too when I was writing it....some people we will never replace what they've lost unless they only try to carry on things that given to us be given to other like our love for the nature. That inspires me.

stepiladieverett, Washington USAJan 8, 2012

that is really beautiful, it makes me miss my grandma so much! she has been gone a long time but I remember going out to the garden with her and picking flowers for the table, teaching me the names of them and how to grow them! I miss you grandma Eileen!

RedexNorthumberland, England UKJan 9, 2012

Your Gran was a fine lady to evoke such a brilliant poem.

LadyMorgana60Norwich, Norfolk, England UKJan 9, 2012

Hi Yankee..
Your poem is a beautiful tribute to your Gran..

I have so many fond memoires of my Gran..she was Welsh and lived by the pagan path..she taught me much with love & care..I still feel her near when those moments call..

Thankyou for sharing your lovely poem..and memories treasured.

Macduff5Newcastle, New South Wales AustraliaJan 9, 2012

Hi Yankee,

A lovely poem...one of those things from childhood you never forget. Thanks for sharing,

FellsmanLake District, Cumbria, England UKJan 9, 2012

Hi Yankee

Your Scottish Gran was clearly a treasure: This simple tribute is a delight, she would have been proud of you.

Cheers

Bill

thelmatallaGeneva, SwitzerlandJan 9, 2012

It's so lovely to read this fine tribute for your grandmother! A wonderful write, a sweet piece to cherish and remember her. Thanks for sharing.

Happychatty1unknown, Lancashire, England UKJul 6, 2018

Such a endearing poem in remembrance of your prescious Gran and the priceless gift of the love and knowledge of nature she shared and nurtured you with...beautiful