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Trillium 
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA 
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Red Slippers I was about thirteen, I guess, When mother bought a lovely dress Of rosy red, to give to me, Because I won a spelling bee. It had a collar, snowy white, With little buttons, pearly bright. I tried it on, with heart a-race, When imaged in the mirror's face. I loved the way it fit and felt, But an awful blow was dealt, When upon my feet, I spied, Plain, brown oxfords, neatly tied. I couldn't ask for new shoes too. And there was nothing I could do, But simply hang the dress away And save it for some future day. The weeks went by and grandpa came. I wore the red dress, to my shame And after slipping to my seat, I sat there staring at my feet. After supper, there was dancing. I remember all the prancing. All the warmth of people caring. Sounds of laughter and the sharing. Grandpa left and then there came A small, brown package, with my name. Surely fashioned by the fairies, Slippers, red as holly berries! I have them still, though old and worn. The ruby leather, split and torn. For Grandpa left us then, you see And these were his last gift to me! Published in December Rose Magazine, 1988 [This message has been edited by Trillium (04-01-2003 07:00 PM).] |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Oh, Trillium, what a beautiful memory you have shared with us. thankyou for this. Chris  "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Yes this is a wonderful memory of a thoughtful grandpa. I can remember one time waiting at home for the new shoes Mama an Daddy were bringing back to me. I was picturing patent leather slippers. They turned out to be hightop laceups and I hated them. But I didn't say so. Joyce |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Okay Girlfriend~ Now ya' got me tear-eyed~ Can't help it .... you just stirred a memory~ Thank you~ I love it~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Just doing a quick  test !Wondering why my reply didn't pop you to the top ! Let's try it one more time before writing the *Wizard*~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Dat's better ! Maybe I 'am' the *mini-wizard*~  *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Chris: Thanks for reading and commenting. It is a memory I cherish so glad that you enjoyed it. Betty Lou Hebert |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Joyce: I suppose you were raised much like I was. You were always thankful for what you got, never complained and never asked for anything. Thanks for commenting. Betty Lou Hebert |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Dear Marge: Thanks for everything!! You are definitely the "Poetry Wizard". Love Betty Lou Betty Lou Hebert |
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aries_luv_ppl Senior Member
since 2001-09-20
Posts 1448Universal Mind |
hello, this is a touching story. it gives me a smile. Thanks for sharing this lovely story with us.Eliza Simmons |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Eliza: Thanks for commenting. Glad that you enjoyed this. Betty Lou Hebert |
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BSC
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Member Elite
since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
Oh Betty Lou ~ I can't tell you how very much I enjoyed this lovely write ~ Many warm fuzzy memories brought to life with this little gem. Thanks ~ Bonnie |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
What a beautiful pair of red slippers they must truly be. So many lovely and now cherished childhood memories are most fondly displayed and brought to light by your poem. Though I do not have the pleasure of having the gift as you do, the earliest memory of mine is a time when my Grandfather gave a little wind-up guitar to me. My Grandfather died before I was three years old. I can still see myself sitting on the backyard swing with him handing me that gift as clear as if it were just today. Well, your poetry certainly has gotten me off to reminiscing... Thank so much for sharing your lovely lovely poetry and most precious memories. -Bob |
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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA |
you made me cry. and that is most definitely hard to do. well done. Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Bonnie: I'm so glad this poem brought some warm memories for you. Thanks for your nice comments. I always appreciate hearing from you. Betty Lou Hebert |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Bob: Thanks for all the lovely comments and I'm glad you shared your memory of your grandfather with me. What a touching story. You should write a poem about it! Betty Lou Hebert |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
JP: I'm sorry this made you cry, but on the other hand, it's gratifying to know the poem is capable of producing such deep emotion. Thank you. Betty Lou Hebert |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
A beautiful memory...beautifully penned.  |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Dark Angel: Thank you for reading and I appreciate your nice comments. Betty Lou Hebert |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
Betty, when I saw the title, my mind went immediately to Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz. I was pleasantly surprised by your wonderful story/poem. What a wonderful memory to still have with you today of something special from your grandfather. He must have been a kind and loving man to see the look in a little girls eyes as she stared at her feet. This should have been submitted for the book. Hugs for peace, Marti Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts. A.Einstein |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Marti: I never thought about the ruby slippers of Oz, when I posted this poem, but I can see how it would bring that memory to mind. My grandfather was a wonderful person and he died so hard. He had cancer and in those days the doctors knew so little about it. It's always been a sadness to me, that he suffered so much at the end of his life. Thanks so much for your lovely comments. Betty Lou Hebert |
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