Friday, 29 May 2009

Keeping It In The Family

About seven o'clock yesterday evening I checked my emails. There was one from No.1 Son, among others, so naturally I opened his first, and was delighted to find the following:-

More Stuff!

I too collect the treasure
that others label trash.
From time to time it's useful
and reborn in just a flash.

I think it is genetic
and I get it from my Mum.
My latest acquisition is
a stick used for a drum.

It has a perfect balance
and is very smooth and neat.
There's not a mark upon it,
like it's never missed a beat.

It seemed a crime to bin it
just because it wasn't paired.
Today it served as inspiration
for this poem to be shared.

He'd just read my post and 'This popped into his head', he told me! He'd thought about posting it in the comments box, but decided against it. I urged him on, but he was in a rush to go out, so we let things lie. Then I realised I had the perfect post for today, ready made, thanks to his inspiration.

This morning, what do I find, but another missive from him, which made the whole thing even better!

Quote -
True to form, whilst I was visiting my dearest friend 'M' today sipping coffee in her back garden, I said 'Wow, that's a lovely table top', referring to the polished oval piece of wood propped up against the side of her house. It has an intricate inlaid design to its centre and carefully carved accents around its circumference. M replied 'Ah yes, it's destined for the tip; it was mounted on a tacky base that never really did it justice.' ... and wait for it ... 'You can have it if you like.' !!!!!!

My mind had already given it new life, reshaped and finished edges mounted upon an old Singer sewing machine base of the kind with the large square treadle/pedal which has remained topless for some time now, waiting for that perfect top to transform it into a plant stand or similar.

Applying this simple rule - on the days when you are feeling like half a table, legless, seemingly unwanted and discarded, take extra great comfort in the fact that there are people out there who will always see you for the true treasure you really are!

Dermot.
(AKA Q, No1 Son).

xx


What more need I say? Don't I have the best son ever?!

18 comments:

Marian Dean said...

Absolutely! He is a star!
'It's in the genes' we say in our family when someone does or says something like the parent.
You must be proud of the budding writer in the family.
Love Granny

Q said...

I feel hounoured! A post from me!!!

Thanks Ma, that's made my Friday. Enjoy your day off!!

XXX

Hilary said...

You do! (Don't tell my boys I said that.) ;)

He has his Ma's poetry genes.

Angie Ledbetter said...

A shining example of acorn and oak. :)

Suldog said...

Very good! Mother and son both recycle wonderful things and write entertaining poems! You both make the world a nicer place!

Sniffles and Smiles said...

Your son is terrific!!!! Just like you!!!!! This is an absolutely inspiring post...on so many levels!!!! ~Janine XO

Susan English Mason said...

Like mother like son, I'd say. Yes, he sounds like the most wonderful son.

The Weaver of Grass said...

It is obviously your influence, Jinksy.

Carolina said...

The apple clearly doesn't fall far from the tree ;-)

Wonderful!

Patty said...

Nice, very nice, tell him to keep up the good work and if possible take a snapshot of the table when he gets it finished. Would love to see it. Have a fabulous week-end.

Pat - Arkansas said...

Yes! You do have a wonderful and very talented son. That apple didn't fall far from the tree!

Rinkly Rimes said...

Why should you benefit from genes and not me! How I envy you having family members who are on the same wave-length! Mine are all delights but they think I'm very peculiar!

Kikit said...

I'm not sure if this is really related to your entry. But when I read the "quote of the day" on my site, I remembered you. :) I think you just have the art. :)

The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.
Henry Ward Beecher

Dave King said...

You surely do ma'am, an' don' e just have the most poetic mum?

Shadow said...

the creative flow, the artistic blood, flows from you to your son. magic!

Woman in a Window said...

I think you just might.

I imagine that drum stick, the touch of it, the imprint of oils from many hands. Nice take.

BT said...

Well how lovely. He is obviously a chip off the old block. What a find that table top is! Lucky lucky but also with forsight. Brilliant.

Susannah said...

Wonderful post, it made me smile. :-)