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Saturday, February 2, 2013

Aw Ma must I go?





Aw Ma must I go?

I do not want to make a fuss
But I really, really have no intruss
Okay “in-te-rest” – Aw Ma must I go?

We went last week and now again?
You know I’m miserable times ten!

Great-grandma has a smooshy bust
She grabs me straight into her for the hug-I-must

Aw Ma! Must I go?

When will it be enough to prove to you
That I am a sweet boy through and through?

It smells in that place there! No, Ma it really does reek!
Why must I go and kiss her wrinkly, crinkly, papery cheek.

She, Great-Grandmother does not even know my name
Eight years she’s seen me and it is always just the same

Okay Ma – someday maybe I will get my wish and home will stay
What is that Ma? What did you say?
My wish will be granted when she leaves forever? Any day?
I know that is supposed to sad and guilty make me, my dear Ma

But honest – all I want to do is say ....bwahahahaha-har!
Okay, Okay!  Don't make that face.  I am getting into the car!














****  NOTE TO ALL READERS:
this poem was meant as a departure from my usual fare -  light-hearted riff on some of the little one's 
of today - who seem to feel no compunction about voicing their innermost (albeit 'bratty' hence the inclusion of Brenda's bwahahahahaha feelings)  In no way is this writer endorsing such behavior:)


25 comments:

  1. I guess I could ask why little kids act this way but I remember those trips to see the grannies and the aunties so I guess I can say we did act this way. Nice write :)

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    1. Yes, I think we all have our memories - perhaps most of us might have been a bit more self-contained about the itchiness in our feet and soles/souls... :)

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  2. Brings back lots of awkward memories...

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  3. I think we all have had experience either being that young child or having a young child like that. And the feeling IS understandable, I think; but sometimes a person just has to do something even if he/she doesn't want to. Adults eventually become well practiced in this. LOL. A relevant write.

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  4. yes - we both did hear the voice of a child in these words!

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  5. "hug-I-must" This phrase sounds Dr. Seussy to me, sort of like Sam I Am. I like it very much!

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    1. Ah Magic - can there be grander praise for one like me - to depart from melancholy and be compared in any way to Dr. Seussy? Thank you:)

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  6. I like the sound of the words as I read them..it also feels like more of a habitual chorus rather than a real argument..which will be missed when gone also..

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    1. Oh jacrose - how sweet - lovely that you enjoyed the sound of the words and I agree that the characters will more than likely miss their habitual chorus when it has vanished into time :)

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  7. kids just want to be kids and can't wrap themselves around the limits of life... a fun romp through childish pleadings Pearl.

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  8. A far cry from when we all lived around the corner from each other and it was common to have generations at the same table. While we are all not under the same roof, since more of us are here (in this area now) we do attempt Sunday dinners and sometimes do have four generations. But I too remember being in those reluctant shoes ...my inspiration from Brenda's laugh came to this:

    http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2013/02/sw94-judgement.html

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    1. Oh Jules - so agree ( this wasn't autobiographical) do think this poem is sooo different from days when families lived close by and routinely shared life !

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  9. This has not been my experience, either as a child, parent, or grandparent. However, I can understand the thoughts and feelings expressed,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/02/03/rewritten-blues/

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    1. Oh Elizabeth - not my experience either and your response prompted me to add a note to the poem - this poem was meant as a departure from my usual fare - light-hearted riff on some of the little one's
      of today - who seem to feel no compunction about voicing their innermost (albeit 'bratty' hence the inclusion of Brenda's bwahahahahaha feelings) In no way is this writer endorsing such behavior:)

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  10. oohhh... some serious ego-clashing power-struggling here! you depict it well.

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    1. Ah yes another aspect the almighty clash of the egos :)

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  11. It occurs to me that perhaps great-granny may be prone to complaining loudly about a certain boy's lack of decorum when he is bored to death in her company! One of the saddest things, I think, is to live too long! And you are right .. children of today say whatever they want, whenever and wherever they want! Love how you captured the ten year old-ness in your poem's language!

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  12. This is humorous, Pearl......love the "okay okay I'm getting in the car" part!

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    1. haha - thanks Sherry .... I tried to incorporate Brenda Warren's incidental "wordling" .bwahahahaha .... :)

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  13. This is poignant and real. It is not until many years later will there be stories to tell of seeing oldies before they died and knowing that part of you stretched back in time.

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  14. Hi Pearl, it's such a treat for me to read rhyming poems. Lovely. Two of my children knew their great grandmother well into their teens, the last one until she was 8 and they all remember. :)

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    1. Hi Veronica - as i noted a bit of a light-hearted departure - delighted that you enjoyed :) On the personal note how lovely that your children knew their great-grandmother. Thank you for stopping and commenting.

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