A Good Beginning by Penelope Olive
The oldest of seven
It was given to me
To teach and to guide
A whole family
So young but willing
for hours I'd plan
some math and some spelling
then paper in hand
On the steps they would sit
which our dad would have made
and I in my hand with paper
would share
Not knowing that later
with my own sons would come
many joys and pleasures
of doing the same
What fun we would have
we three musketeers
with toys and with games
and laughter to tears
Much later in life
they would bring to me then
their small ones in tow
my dear grandchildren
And the joys would continue
with dolls and with trucks
and ideas beyond measure
in the joyhood of play
It continued to grow
to be more of a life
than I ever could imagine
and a faith that endures
To a day that is now
with the joys and the tears
and a life that’s been good
and God who has guided
Me through my lifehood
To a place of Peace
And riches eternal
And a way soon to heaven
To where I will find
The beginning again
Of a heart that is simple
And a love that endures.
Amen.
Prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write your own
poem in which you recount a childhood memory. Try to incorporate a sense of how
that experience indicated to you, even then, something about the person you’d
grow up to be.
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