TRACY AT SIX

This is a throwback post from my daughter's childhood......and my poetry writing phase. As I continue to sort through my binders of letters, diary entries and essays that tell the story of my life...I came across the poems I'd written in the late 70's about my kids, family, life and love. This one really grabbed me; Tracy's daughter...my youngest granddaughter...is now six. And not only do I see similarities between these two...I realize that I knew at age six that she would become the strong, creative, confident woman she is today! This is for you Pumpkin!
                                                                                                   
                                                     
       
   Tracy learned to ski today
    So confidently and free.
              I watched her from the window
       And pride began to flow.
      She sang her favorite songs
             As she moved easily along.
Down a little hill; no fall
                  Eyes always to the windowsill
        Making sure Mom saw it all!
       This child of six is mine.
She is growing, changing, running out of time
                     To be my little girl, my little one.
 
Tracy learned to read today,
Such eagerness, such curiosity.
She is our independent one
Full of strength and versatility.
At six she seems so sure, so aware
Of who she is, and why, and where.
She'll not be walked on in life; indeed
Her character is tough...and stubborn as a weed!
What pride and accomplishment she feels
Blending sounds and letters into something real.
Can I still hold this little one upon my lap
To read stories; did I do enough of that?
 
Tracy learned to wait today.
To wait her turn, to share, not hit.
Such hurriedness, such energy, such wit.
"Wait a minute" we always say, but patience
Is unknown
To six year olds who want it now;
A cookie, mom's attention, how to use the phone.
Throw a fit, cry, off to her room
Waiting can be okay she thinks.
As long as it's pretty soon!
I look at this child from us-
Clever, creative, so humorous.
And I really like her; a like as great as love.
My little girl, my daughter, myself.
 
Joan Stommen  1979
 


16 comments:

  1. That is so beautiful. I can see my own daughters in your words, especially the part about always looking to see if we are watching! Now that the oldest granddaughter is nearly four, I often find myself "flashing back" to see her mother right in front of me again.
    All of your grandchildren will love this poem!

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    1. I do the same, Joyce. Or I recall things and make it into a story about mommy or daddy to the grandkids! I'm going to share with all the kids like you suggest! :)
      I totally forgot about this....the whole binder full of things I wrote years ago. I was working on my parent's stories when Jim passed away.....and then of course my writing took a different direction. But getting back to it has opened and revealed so much....fun!

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  2. What priceless treasures - both the photos and your words. Tracy must be just about my daughter's age, she was born in 1973. Now look where we are in life -- we have wonderful granddaughters!

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    1. Yes...January, 73. Finding this and seeing old photos.....wow....where did the time go? You are so right....we've been rewarded a thousand times over with our wonderful grown daughters and our beautiful granddaughters! Thanks, Kc!

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  3. A beautiful way to celebrate Poetry Month. I just love those little girl pictures.

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    1. I didn't know it was Poetry Month....funny. I'm not usually into it.....except when teaching 4th graders how-tos! I had completely forgotten I had this binder of poems.....wish I knew what inspired me back then! Thanks for your sweet comment, Olga.

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  4. Great memories preserved in a lovely poem. How wonderful it is that you captured that moment when your daughter was six and now get to revisit it.

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    1. Thanks, Bob! A lovely surprise discovering it.....that I even wrote it! LOL She was touched too and of course....saw the similarities in her own daughter.

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  5. Fabulous Joan. I love the photos too. What a treasure for your daughter!

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    1. Thanks so much for taking time to read and comment, Nancy! :)

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  6. This is beautiful, Joan. I found such sweetness in every line, but especially smiled at "Tracy learned to wait today" and all that followed. It's interesting that even in my grandSONS I see my daughter. Such a joy to look at things from this vantage point.

    A lovely post, my friend! Thank you for pulling it out and sharing.

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    1. Thanks Lisa. I love your positive spin on finding & enjoying this...a grand vantage point! HA Tracy loved comparing her daughter with it as well.

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  7. Lovely. What a wonderful testament to your six year old then daughter!

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    1. Thanks for reading and your sweet comment, Harralee!

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  8. I love this, Joan! I can tell what a special daughter Tracy is ... and what a wonderful mom you are.

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    1. Oh how sweet of you to say, Helene! Thanks for reading and taking time to comment.....means a lot coming from you!

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