Friday, 21 April 2017

THE A TO Z CHALLENGE 2017: R IS FOR............

 THIS YEAR MY THEME IS RYHTHM AND RHYME:
Whixh consists of a song and a poem:
Hope you enjoy:
 is for RAG DOLL
by THE FOUR SEASONS:

FIRST MEMORY:
The first memory I recall,
Was a man giving me a lovely doll.
A ragged doll with a china head.
He gave it to me whilst I lay in bed.

I never saw that man again.
A mystery he has always remained.
Many hours of play with that doll I had.
Could that person have been my dad?

You see he died when I was three.
He wasn't around for me to sit on his knee.
To tell me stories of when he was a boy.
Was it him long ago who gave me that toy?

Every so often throughout my life.
As I grew from a child and became a wife.
I thought of that memory of long ago,
But the answer to that I'll never know.

Now I'm a widow and a grandmother of three.
When I sit them down upon my knee.
I can tell them a story, one I recall.
The day I was given a lovely rag doll.


Me with the rag doll.
From my book
"Negative V. Positive 2008:



18 comments:

  1. A good deed would necessarily leave an imprint on the memory. You showed the appreciation consciously or otherwise because of the strong gratitude felt for him!

    Hank

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    1. Thank you Hank, you always say the right things at the right time.
      Enjoy your week-end.
      Yvonne.

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  2. Rather poignant poem, cute pic, and great song with a unique sound. Hope you have a good Friday

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    1. Thank you Joanne for your kind words.

      Yvonne.

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  3. A memory to keep the mind wandering, wondering who it was.

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    1. Yes Pat, I still wonder now and again.

      Yvonne.

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  4. Such sweet innocence, nice song with a cute cooey sounds.

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    1. Thanks Spacer Guy for your comment, Great to see you at my space.
      Yvonne.

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  5. Poignant poem. Can't have been easy on your mum. Or you. Glad you have good memories of kindnesses done to you as a child.

    Best always,
    Nilanjana.
    Madly-in-Verse

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    1. My mum was wonderful, I had a very happy childhood despite not having a dad. I loved and respected her torally.

      Yvonne.

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  6. A touching poem and a great song, I like Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons :)

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    1. Thank you Tigermouse for a lovely comment.

      Yvonne.

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  7. R is for Rare. This is a precious poem. Rare in its beauty.Thank you for sharing it.

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    1. I love how you're commenting in "A to Z".
      Many thanks for a most beautiful comment Martin.

      Yvonne.

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  8. What precious memories, and an adorable picture, Yvonne. It's so sad that you never had the chance to grow up with your father. I bet he watched you though and is so proud of you. Lovely song too.

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    1. Thank you Beverly for your most lovely and comforting comment. It brought tears to my eyes.

      Yvonne.

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  9. What a beautiful story, Yvonne. I would wonder too. I hope he was your dad. Who ever it was, he sure did love you!

    "Female Scientists Before Our Time"
    Shells–Tales–Sails

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    1. Many thanks Sharon lovely comment.

      Yvonne.

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