Open Poetry #47 |
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The little girl and her red dress |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity ![]() |
The little girl’s red dress She sat on her Mother’s lap on the train towards home. She loved the wagon’s speed and its happy rattling sounds. She would soon be home! After spending two weeks in a foreign family, because Grandmother was ill and Mother had to work. She pressed her little body onto her Mother’s chest and put her arms around her neck. Mother could hardly breathe and fought the rising tears. She felt her daughter’s clinging as if she dreamed to slip back into her womb’s security. Why was her immense love not enough to prevent her children from suffering? The little girl watched the landscape rushing by. Her eyes suddenly lit up. “Mommy they bought me a very lovely new dress. I wore it to Sunday Mass.” She smiled and added “It’s red with tiny white flowers all over, you will see!” So they had been kind after all, maybe she worried too much. Once at home the little girl skipped around in sheer joy, love saturated all the rooms and all the familiar things seemed to join her happy dance. “Mommy can I wear my new red dress today?”. “Of course, you can!” But no red dress was found among the few things in the suitcase. Disappointment widened the little girl’s eyes. “They have forgotten ... ” “Don’t worry, Schätzchen, Mommy will buy you a new one ...”. She would have to economize. “When I am better I will sew one myself”, said Grandmother. It was going to be the most lovely red dress ever, the thought alone made her feel better. Love was tangible and it was all the little girl really needed to find her smile again. * [This message has been edited by Margherita (04-25-2011 02:43 AM).] |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
No, it doesn't take much to put a smile on a little girls mouth, just the promise of a little red dress. Touching. ~ A lion will not cheat on his wife, but a Tiger Wood. ~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A pleasure to read...James |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
It's always touched me with how little it takes to make a child smile. And you know what, it's really not much of a stretch to get a smile from and adult either...a total stranger in passing - it amazing how just a slight upturn at the corners of you lips will elicit a full blown grin ffrom someone you've never seen before --- in passing. At least that how is seems to work for me. And your piece reminded me of that. Thanks, j. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Thank you, dear Jerry, for reading the somewhat long piece and for letting it touch you. Every now and then I remembered this event which happened in my early childhood and yesterday I felt like writing it down. As you can imagine it wasn't easy for my Mother (a widow with two little children) to find solutions during the holidays when she couldn't send us to Kindergarten or school. Dear James, thank you so much kind Poet for taking the time and for telling me you enjoyed it. Thank you so much, dear Jimmy, for your kind comment and your ponderings around the smile. Indeed the tears of children can be dried quickly, by wrapping them into the warm cape of love. It isn't so much about the missing red dress, but about the lack of love clearly manifested by buying it for her but by denying her the pleasure of keeping it. Love, Margherita |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Margherita, this had me in tears of pain for the neglectful or purposeful cruelty of the people who looked after you, and tears of happiness and gratitude for the wonderful mother you had and the loving bond between you and her. I didn't know it was about you when I read the poem, but, of course, I saw it in the comments. Owl |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Thank you, dear Owl, for letting this touch you and for your very loving comment. Yes, I had a wonderful Mother who was both Father and Mother to me, so to say. Those people were cold at heart, I remember! Of course it has to be appreciated that they - being childless - agreed to take in a child during the school holidays, but I remember - oh so well - that they were cold hearted (they also received a financial contribution for this service partly from the organization "Pro Juventute" and partly from the parents). Love, Margherita |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
thanks margherita for the very delicate painting of a precious moment and souvenir, this is touching and full of heart and I love seeing children's eyes shining, I first thought it was a personnal story but it works beautifully for any little girl who would like a red dress...Thanks for the superb poem. yann |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms mar...I can see that little girl in your smile...enjoyed your pen lady |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Oh, dear Margherita, it is a painful memory that you have carried around with you so I'm glad you've written it out. Perhaps your love for your mother and grandmother and bond with them both was heightened because of it so, in fact, it could be viewed as having been a good experience. We don't know all of that stuff as a child, of course, but you grew up to be a beautiful human being in spite of having and then not having a red dress. A most touching write. ![]() Helen |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Very touching write with many layers of love, Margherita. Ida |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Yann, thank you so much for your loving and kind comment. It is a personal story, but you are right there are too many little girls in the world who can relate and who lack love, where a red dress would be the last needed thing .... In the betrayal of a child's confidence, therein lies the real gravity. You are right also by saying there is nothing more beautiful than a child's smile and shining eyes. Thank you, dear D., for coming in here and with such a loving comment. It made me want to find a picture of those times together with Mom, but it will not be so easy ... ![]() Dear Helen, thank you from my heart for your beautiful and sensitive comment. You are right, such events make us more capable to feel compassion, as we know how such things affect the heart. Both my Grandmother and my Mother were two exceptional women who loved me much ... and still go on loving me, I am sure. Yes, dear Ida, "layers of love" indeed! Thank you so much for your loving comment. Love and joy. Margherita "Love is the One who masters all things; |
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