A friend and I were talking when she confessed to writing Poetry.
I shared my thoughts on Poetry with her.
I told her I think Poetry is such a romantic art form,
and the writing and sharing of Poetry should be a more regular
occurrence in our social groups.
and this is how this started...
We were afraid we were the only old fashion, romantic minded people
but we found quite a few neighbors who thought Poetry and Soup
was a lovely idea. SCROLL DOWN FOR THE PRINTABLE INVITE
We had a variety of soups; a hearty bean and ham soup, a warm minestrone soup,
a classic broccoli and cheese soup, and a creamy chicken noodle
We also had an apple crisp and oreo pudding dessert. Nothing sweeter
than topping off the event with these treats.
The gathering was delightful if I could have changed anything
I would have had everyone bring their recipe cards
to set aside their dishes, since I want to replicate all of them.
I didn't try to pen my own verse for this party,
Partly because I need to grow my confidence in writing Poetry
and Mostly because I had in my possession a Poem my
Grandpa used to recite to us at family gatherings.
We believe his Grandma was the original writer
and he had such fond memories of her sharing it
that he continued the tradition
and that is a tradition I want to be apart of as well.
Here is my family poem, it really is to good to keep to oneself
Once I had a handsome Beau,I loved him dear as life
I often thought the time would come when I would be his wife
His pockets how they would jingle, you bet he had the cash
the diamond ring, a watch and chain, and a darling Black mustache
Oh that Black, oh that cute black mustache,
Now you know I've got a Beau with a darling black mustache
He come to see me last Saturday night, stayed to almost three
said he’d never loved a girl as well as me
said we’d live in the greatest style, you bet we’d cut a dash
then he pressed upon my lips that darling black mustache
Oh that Black oh that cute black mustache
Now you know I've got a Beau with a darling black mustache
But o alas things changed for me, a blondie came to town,
my handsome Beau he fell for her and flatly turned me down
I tried so hard to get him back but away from me he’d dash
so now you know I lost my Beau with the darling black mustache
Three of the poems shared were penned by their owners and I think they should publish their poetry for all to enjoy. Other poems shared were these
If by Rudyard Kipling
this poem would make an excellent discussion piece
Rindercella
this poem is quite entertaining and quite a mouthful
I enjoyed myself so much at the party and I do so
look forward to dabbling in Poetry and penning something of my own.
I am quite excited to make this another tradition
that will add simply joy to my life.
I hope it brings joy to you to,
HERE is a blank invite with the images.
