Post by Harklight on Apr 28, 2009 5:15:42 GMT -5
This follows my 2008 poem, which honours our family's first adventurous international traveller: daring in times when girls should have lived at home. Val travelled extensively, built a career, married and settled in London.
She brought her entire progeny across the globe to learn what "family" means. After our families united, all of Val’s children returned to England while she quietly stayed, travelling and renewing relationships with her closest kin until …
Delivering her entire family from across foreign lands
we already knew Val’s vibrancy was rapidly dimming.
Her cherished days amongst us would be few, so we
filled each with laughter, veiling eyes, often brimming
Her progeny had known only few cousins and roots:
familial notions were negligible until we congregated.
Another brazen "Val mission" was easily accomplished
when effortlessly, the younger generations integrated.
Within us, they identified many principal, kindred lives
entwining theirs, reinforced before an epoch negated.
Val has never surrendered this homeland’s essence.
Her life is afar: she didn’t pine to quickly return there
and so remained, etching memories, eternally ingrained
preserving the nuances, closely bound to sustain her.
Fragile health began to weaken; distant home called.
Reluctantly, we each whispered our ultimate caress:
caring words to intrepid, valiant Val, whom we adore.
Fittingly, so that we would never forget her vital spirit,
on Anzac Day, annually set aside to recall the fallen,
close-knit kin felt Val release life’s grip … and soar![/center]
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She brought her entire progeny across the globe to learn what "family" means. After our families united, all of Val’s children returned to England while she quietly stayed, travelling and renewing relationships with her closest kin until …
… an Era Expires
Delivering her entire family from across foreign lands
we already knew Val’s vibrancy was rapidly dimming.
Her cherished days amongst us would be few, so we
filled each with laughter, veiling eyes, often brimming
Her progeny had known only few cousins and roots:
familial notions were negligible until we congregated.
Another brazen "Val mission" was easily accomplished
when effortlessly, the younger generations integrated.
Within us, they identified many principal, kindred lives
entwining theirs, reinforced before an epoch negated.
Val has never surrendered this homeland’s essence.
Her life is afar: she didn’t pine to quickly return there
and so remained, etching memories, eternally ingrained
preserving the nuances, closely bound to sustain her.
Fragile health began to weaken; distant home called.
Reluctantly, we each whispered our ultimate caress:
caring words to intrepid, valiant Val, whom we adore.
Fittingly, so that we would never forget her vital spirit,
on Anzac Day, annually set aside to recall the fallen,
close-knit kin felt Val release life’s grip … and soar![/center]
~~~~~~
Copyright ©