(2) A Gift for the Bride #NAPOWRIMO

AND THE ASSIGNMENT ISOur prompt (optional, as always).  Today, I challenge you to write a poem that takes the form of a family portrait. You could write, for example, a stanza for each member of your family. You could also find an actual snapshot of your family and write a poem about it, spending a little bit of time on each person in the picture. You don’t need to observe any particular form or meter. Happy writing! — taken from www.napowrimo.net 


My paternal grandfather 1901-1939

The beveled glass was cloudy and the laminate frame was split;
The backing paper was weathered and brown and breaking off of it!
Trapped within stood a dapper, young man – a married man soon was he;
And this photo of him, in his finest, was a gift for his bride-to-be!

T’was 1927, both a-smile ‘pon the day they wed;
And they happily started their family, just as their parents did.
Then a desperate Call to Arms rang out and he was called away;
And she cried herself to sleep each night and worried every day.

Then *They* came to her door in December, with empty words of remorse and regret;
And left her in wallowing tears with children too young to have met –
Their father; because when he died, my father was just shy of two
Growing up with six older brothers (and a sister) was all they could do.


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