Aunt Mae, thin as a reed
but not nearly as supple
saved everything…

She saved photos and programs,
old clothes, shoes she’d outgrown
and dentures in a can.

Not one for mincing her words,
she was noted for her sharp tongue
and her rich kitchen,

She baked and roasted, sautéed
and toasted and was well noted
for her generosity.

As I mentioned, she saved everything
but we, her closest kin
were hard pressed to explain

why she kept that antique coffee grinder
with handle missing, coffee beans
still in its drawer,

and one old spare tire on a rusted rim,
worn thin of any tread, and busted
beyond fixing,

but we were sure there was a reason,
so, as a matter of respect
we kept them too,

or maybe, in truth, we keep them
just to cause consternation
for the next generation.

After all, why deprive them
of the pleasure of such a find,
and the glory

of creating their own story
about Aunt Mae, whom none of us really knew
until we packed up her things.

6 thoughts on “Recollections

  1. Jane Thorne

    This is bittersweet dear Sarah and holding joy at the same time…it’s all about love isn’t it? The things we keep mean something to us and only us. ❤ xXx with hugs x

  2. That is wonderful! I love poems that paint a picture and tell a story. This one is awesome. One can’t help but feeling like Aunt Mae and a little bit like one of the relatives who dont really know her without her things…

  3. Neha Jain,

    Thank you for your kind comments!

    It’s funny how we sometimes forget our relatives, especially our older relatives,
    are individuals with dreams of their own. Sometimes we don’t think about it
    until they are gone.


  4. As a writer of stories, I find the small things and moments, even those that seem useless and insignificant, reveal so much. Perhaps, as you poem expresses, how legacies are really passed on. XO ❤

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