Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Where her heart was




Granny May had been in hospital for many weeks. Her recovery was slow from her surgery. They thought they had lost her but she slowly pulled through. Jim her son worried how she would manage after she returned home as she insisted she would return to her cottage on the outskirts of town where she had lived for so many years.  Gramps her long dead husband had lived with her until he died and she said he would expect to find her when he came back to her!

So Jim got his own son Paul and Laura his girlfriend to go round and tidy up the place before she returned as she still had a few weeks rehab. They were lucky it was spring for they soon got stuck into it weeding and pruning and planting seedlings so that she could enjoy the garden as she recuperated. Once it was cleared the annuals showed their faces again and the roses now were bursting into bloom. The bees were buzzing around the fruit trees with so much work to do.

They cleaned up her cottage too but not too much or else Granny would not know where they had put things away. However it was tidy again and everything shone just like the sun and the clock was ticking once more.

Jim brought Granny May home and she sighed with satisfaction that she had finally returned. “Let me put on the kettle” she said “but first I must look at my garden there must be lots to do”.

Tears came to her eyes when she found that so much work had been done and that her grandson Paul was sitting on the garden seat waving to her as she looked over the luxuriant blooms and by his side she could see Laura cuddled up close. 

                                         She smiled her eyes beamed
                                       The garden where her heart was
                                               Greeted her in bloom


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17 comments:

  1. My grandmother will never come home after her last fall. so I envy that a bit because she is struggling with it. What touching scene there in the garden there in the end. To finally be back in your own space around those you love is such a relief .

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  2. Wow! "Where her heart was" That garden is her family. What LOVE! This poem has me entering my morning meditation with joy in my mind. Written with a loving patience, it is a specific event that you've lifted into allegory. My new favorite of yours.

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  3. A lovely and cheerful haibun - glad she blossomed (again) at the sight of her garden.

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  4. Really lovely and heartwarming. Greetings and best wishes!

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  5. You have such a big heart Old Egg - and I love the mix of prose and verse..i think the thing that may have mattered most was that she felt loved...

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  6. This poem is so touching.. Beautiful work done :)

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  7. Grandson and his girlfriend certainly gave the grandmother a wonderful gift. Looking out at one's flowering garden can be very healing. And the grandson will always remember the look on his grandmother's face.

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  8. such a feel good and deeply touching haibun and so much joy, contentment and peacefulness in it.......

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  9. Oh this is lovely. Lovely people! Her smile and "the garden is where her heart was" is so touching. She is fortunate indeed.

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  10. Oh,brilliant!! Stories are the perfect device for delivering fresh patterns of hope and healing. Irresistible piece, both in prose and haiku...

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  11. I loved both the prose and the poem. Very heartwarming :)

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  12. this felt like a happy ending poem for her. all the best my good friend.

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  13. Great haibun Old Egg. The joy of the blooming garden was therapeutic!

    Hank

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  14. Luv a story with a happy ending. The blooms to greet Granny May was just wonderful. Thanks for dropping in to read mine

    Much love...

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  15. Wonderful, warmhearted haibun.

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