(Re-written from 2001)

Jam Makin' Time

The berry fields are ripening now,
Their sweet fruit all aglow.
I like to see it turned to jam,
Pretty jars in a row.

He is not here to eat it now,
Why am I standing here
By this hot stove, still making jam,
As I have for many a year?

A jar or two would do for me,
So why do I take the trouble
To stay right here and stir and stir
And watch it boil and bubble?

I'll package it for birthday gifts,
And indeed for Christmas too.
Loved ones will never want for jam,
Any day, the whole year through.

Some for Holly and her twins,
For Danny and Donna and Glo.
A special jar for Vivian Rose
And another for Hannah Jo.

I am so very thankful
Even though my own son's gone,
He left his children and others
To keep me jammin' on.

Joyce 07/13 05