Our Saintly Margaret

Our Saintly Margaret

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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My sis and I laughed so much recently remembering our cousin. Never discussed her before but shared exactly the same memories and feelings. A write from the perspective of a put out child!

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as a seven year old
i was pig sick when
the conversation switched
like a blade to the much
blessed Margaret

overhearing how our
second cousin was
smarter than smart
with her vastly superior
learning skills

everything she touched
with her precocious
digits turned to
gasps of delight
fueled astonishment

a precious child
long awaited
doted on by Baptist parents
a gift sent from the
good Lord himself

while I the eldest
of five arrived
like a tube train
in rush hour to young
unprotected parents

with their hands
too full while their
energy tanks ran on
almost empty
her visits left me cold

my eyes a shade
of flash green envy
don't mention her name
what a pain in an
ice-cream day

what a lollipop spoiler
what a sherbert lemon
without the stick
of black liquorice
she became

dib dib dab
what a bad girl
not liking the halo gleaming
Sunday best dress
Margaret


© 2022 Chris Shaw


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Reading between the lines, i get the impression Margaret's parents might have had reasons for waiting a long time to have a child. When they finally got one, she became the center of the universe for them. The attention she got could understandably make others resentful. No problem, unless of course it extended past age forty.

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Chris Shaw

3 Weeks Ago

Ha.I like your response John. The saintly Margaret had long been forgotten by the age of 40 :) Than.. read more



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Already read this 10 days ago. Just got around to talking to you about it Chris. Poison dwarf ?
I wondered if Margaret could juggle also!

Kind regards, Alan


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Chris Shaw

6 Days Ago

Thanks Alan for your thoughts. You made me smile. Knowing her, she probably juggled to perfection to.. read more
Very nice reflection. Well written it paints a lovely picture. Thanks for posting it


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Chris Shaw

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you Ranger. Pleased you enjoyed.

Chris
Ranger Kessel

2 Weeks Ago

Youre welome
My parents had me young so I can relate to the rush into parenthood. You need to get a T-shirt made that says 'lollipop spoiler' on it. Love it!!

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Chris Shaw

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you Bill. Now that T shirt, what a good idea :) Pleased you enjoyed the fun.

Ch.. read more
Reading between the lines, i get the impression Margaret's parents might have had reasons for waiting a long time to have a child. When they finally got one, she became the center of the universe for them. The attention she got could understandably make others resentful. No problem, unless of course it extended past age forty.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Weeks Ago

Ha.I like your response John. The saintly Margaret had long been forgotten by the age of 40 :) Than.. read more
I can connect with so many feelings from your words about Margaret. This poem is so well written. Whether you are the child or seeing the child go through such things, so many feelings are involved. Powerful write, Chris, tyfs

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Chris Shaw

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much Cyprian for your very encouraging review. All the best to you.

Chri.. read more
Excellent Chris - so real and so true to life. We have friends who used to dote on their first Child Sophie - always better than everyone else's children - till she dropped out of University and had a miscarriage that is !

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Chris Shaw

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you Tony. Appreciate your share here. Hope you are managing OK.

Chris
red93

3 Weeks Ago

After the Night Bus Chris, this is a considerable improvement put it that way - and thank the Lord f.. read more
Chris Shaw

3 Weeks Ago

Good when there is something to be thankful for. :)
Absolutely brilliant Chris … I know that feeling all too well x


Lathe

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Weeks Ago

Hello Lathe. Good to see you. Yeah, we all know someone like the halo gleaming can do no wrong Marga.. read more
I totally empathize with this. When I was 7, my younger brother arrived and throughout his growing up he could never do any wrong in the opinion of my parents. I must admit, he was the the blue boy. Problem is, years later he still believes the hype. Love this. Poem.

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Chris Shaw

3 Weeks Ago

Really pleased you enjoyed the read. Many thanks for the review.

Chris
Good morning Chris...really loved your story..Great beginning, middle and end..
My mother often brought up things about how great another child was...My sister was 1 1/2 years younger than me and she would sort of pit her against me... Not sure how to describe it...
I think she was trying to force me to be better at this or that..But if I think back hard enough I do remember that she would pit me against my sister too..
For example... I bit my nails and she would say to my sister.."See no one will ever marry your sister because she bites her nails." I was very young... and grew out of that...but the memory is still there.
Parents often think they are doing the right thing...
Again, such a wonderful heartfelt poem..
Oh and I so love your new image...
Lisa

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


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Chris Shaw

4 Weeks Ago

Good morning Lisa, thank you for your share here. It seems my words have unearthed some interesting .. read more
Lisasview

4 Weeks Ago

You are always welcome
I was seven when my sister was born and was green with envy. I had specifically requested for my parents to give me a sister, and here it was- this sickly child with a myriad of health problems, with no interest in playing with me. I felt that she stole my precious grandmother and favorite aunt away from me- ohh, how I can relate!!

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


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Chris Shaw

4 Weeks Ago

Thank you Foxemerald for sharing your thoughts. Pleased you dropped by.

Chris

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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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