The little girl who learned to read

Such a poignant story you weave here, shoe, with your words. (just a teeny typo -second line, first stanza, should be 'fourth'.

The last stanza is particularly strong:-

'Tangle haired and grimy necked,
her filthy hands take hold,
of my dog-eared book of other worlds,
manna, to her hungry soul.'

and finishes the poem, beautifully.

Tina

Nice juxtaposition of gypsy life and the world of learning. They should not be mutually exclusive, but of course tend to be. I hope my reading suggestions (The Quotes) in the collections will be taken up by one and all !

Thanks Tina, I really appreciate your comments and have corrected the typo, used to be able to touch type 40 wpm, not anymore! :-0

Shirley

Almost like an insight. Very very enjoyable, well done...

Chris ;)

Thanks Chris, pleased you enjoyed, thank you for taking time to say so too, :-)

"spent her pennies at jumble sales,
on pony books and fairy tales"

What a fantastic summation of a child's needs to escape into another world, if only briefly.

I love the atmosphere you weave into your words.

Thanks Kheldar, for reading, for your kind comments, and for understanding.

Shirley :-)

Thanks to ABC, I'm so glad you like my poem,:-)

new Shoe
well done! on the well earn't cherry!
yes this is beautifully put and condensed
so true for some of people's lives.Very
interesting, I loved all of it.Weaving it all
into it, 'Tangles haired
and grimy necked,
her filthy hand's takehold
of my dog-eared book of other worlds,
Manna to her hungry soul!
Grannny had a black stove, polish hard
she would, often potatoes black.and her face
very sallow complexion, and read crystal ball, and t.leaves. I don't believe in then, as alittle girl,
but my late Dad seemed to pick all telepathy part's up all said came true hated it.
he'd cook, say "Boy's be home four son's 2 from Navy I know coming,sure enough turn up, and stay on floor, friend's he make gorgeous wesl rarebit, and add oxo.nothing he couldn't do.Read my MangleMess of some
of life's experiences.may like trying to finish as
I once as a child and illness,polio, a family 8 three got,but dad painter and decorator worked there. was bought and dressed by an elderly couple,
head to foot, at ten years old, had to where stayed
elderly people take it all off before going home?
So I was Cinderella never went to the ball.But done
a lot over last few years. 7 years.
cavalcader x julie (:-

Julie, you could write a book, such vivid descriptions, and such heart...
lovely to hear all,:-)

I LOVE the last stanza, but the whole poem is just beautiful. A well deserved cherry.

Nathan.

Thank you Nathan, for reading and for your lovely comment,:-)

Well done on getting poem of the week, shoe; this poem certainly deserves it!

Brilliant and well deserving of poem of the week Shoe...keep 'em coming ;)

Thank you Kheldar, your comments are so kind and so very welcome,:-}

Thanks mr shamrock, your encouragement and kindness are much valued, keep 'em coming yourself!:}}}

Thanks to ABC, I'm so chuffed, like a puppy with two tails this morning, I've learned so much from reading the work posted here from all the abc,er's, and a warm welcome too, so a big thanks to them,:-}

Well, you certainly came in with a bang ;) Welcome!