From: Lise
Date: 10-18-2004, 08:02 AM (1 of 5)
When I was a little girl in the UK my mother used to recite a poem to me that always made me cry although I always wanted to hear it again. I think it was called "The Letter" and told of a little boy who's father was dead and who, when he came upon his mother writing letters, asked if he could send a letter to his "papa". Playfully she pasted a stamp on his forehead and returned to her letter-writing. The child decided to go to the mail box and while outside was run over by a team of horses and killed. The final line of the poem was "Papa's letter was with God". I think it must date from the Victorian era. Does anyone know how I might be able to find it ? Lise |
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From: GreenDragonLady
Date: 10-18-2004, 09:21 AM (2 of 5)
Here's a link: http://www3.nf.sympatico.ca/mhennebury/PaPaslet.html photos.yahoo.com/greendragondesigns
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From: Lise
Date: 10-18-2004, 02:29 PM (3 of 5)
WOW! Green Dragon Lady. Believe it or not my eyes filled with tears again - not because of the rather saccharine tone of the verses - but because it transported me back to when I was about six or seven years old which is longer ago than I care to think about ! My mother must have cleaned it up a bit because she recited it in plain English, not baby talk. She also used to hold me spellbouind with a poem in German about a father riding through a stormy night clutching his sick (or dying?) child. I can still repeat a lot of it phonetically although I know no German. Strange what we carry into our senior years. Thank you so much for finding this for me--- I thought it woul be a lost cause. Lise |
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From: natural blue
Date: 10-19-2004, 12:33 AM (4 of 5)
Lise, I am glad that GreenDragonLady was able to find the poem, what beautiful memories it must bring back. Can I tell you that this poem spoke to me in a different way?.... I have been very busy lately (we're moving soon) and my young boys have been trying their best to get me to stop packing and cleaning to play with them. I have stopped a few times, only for a few moments, then back to work. That poem reminded me that I may not get a better time to enjoy my babies. So no packing or cleaning tomorrow! Thank you |
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From: Lise
Date: 10-19-2004, 07:21 AM (5 of 5)
Naural Blue, I'm glad you were inspired by the poem to take a day off from packing to play with your kids. Perhaps many years from now they will remember "the day Mom abandoned the packing to play with us." Have a happy fun-filled day. Lise |
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