Welcome to Poetry Friday. This is my first Poetry Friday post for 2016, and I want to share a poem I wrote in response to an unexpected Christmas gift.
The Heirloom
I can tell at once the gift is a book
and I wonder
what it is
my parents
(who gave me my love of words)
have thought to gift me now
that my house and life
are filled with books
I often pass on to them.
I unwrap the parcel
hoping I can show delight
to eager watchers.
I needn’t have worried.
An ageing book of poetry
was never likely to disappoint.
A perfect gift made more so
by my grandmother’s name
etched inside the cover
connecting the three generations
of first owner
gifters
and recipient.
My Grandmother’s name, which we once shared.
Have a great Friday. This week’s roundup is at Keri Recommends.