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Apron Strings
by Cryssa C
Thursday, May 01, 2008
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For Ahna... in preparation of "me" letting go of those apron strings as she goes off to college this fall.

 

Apron Strings
          -tied snuggly ‘round

            a belly full with child

          -Mother smiling
 

Apron Strings
          -firmly tied with a double bow

            child holding tightly
          -trailing her mother’s footsteps
 

Apron Strings
          -Loosely tied,
            with a half-knot thrown haphazardly

            ‘round a trim and youthful waist

          -Standing there beside a mother

            whose waist is similarly dressed
 

Apron Strings (her mother's)
          -Hanging down...

            near the college student’s sides

          -In her hand is clutched a phone
            as she talks to her mother

Apron Strings
          -Worn and threadbare

            flapping in the wind

          -Mother and daughter,
              rocking on the porch
 

The strings which bind us
          to each other

get stretched and pulled
          with years

and are watered

          with our tears
 

But those strings create a fabric
          stronger than those tears,

and in the end
          those strings are that

which pull us
          through the years.

 

 

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Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo 11/12/2008
The letting go must be so very difficult, but this is a beautiful write...lovely piece of poetry! Hugs, Elizabeth
Reviewed by Mary Coe 5/19/2008
Fantastic. Very touching and beautiful.
Reviewed by Connie Faust 5/14/2008
This is so wonderful! You did a great job with this unique way of tracing the mother-daughter bond through the years. I loved it.

Connie
Reviewed by Jerry Engler 5/6/2008
Tremendous poem, wonderful allegory. If you didn't have so many favorites, I'd say this was the one...Jerry
Reviewed by Ahna C 5/4/2008
It made me cry. I love it. The apron strings do bind us, they were the perfect thing to use, they are something that have always been in our life through the hard and easy times and have been in many, many memories not only of you and I, but also of Great Grandma, Grandma, and down the line to you and then me. I noticed also that you wrote the poem in blue, another thing that connects us both, our favorite color, and the color of our eyes...I will be taking this poem with me to college, and every time I tie on those apron strings worn with love, I know I won't feel so far away. Thank you Mom! I will miss you greatly, despite the frequent phone calls I know we will have...while apron strings hang by our sides...
I Love You Mom!
Luv,
Ahna
Reviewed by Sandie May Angel-Joyce 5/2/2008
Very touching write!!!

Sandie May :o)
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 5/2/2008
Very touching indeed..take care OK...HUgss
Reviewed by Dawn Anderson 5/2/2008
This is so beautiful and so touching. Perfect expression.
Reviewed by Georg Mateos 5/2/2008
Apron strings, like umbilical cords that are so hard to cut?

Georg
Reviewed by Charlie 5/1/2008
David's right. Life's fabric is woven into your poem too.

You create strong visuals with the poem. My favorite part was the rocking-- means so many things on many levels: insecurity, peace, mothering, security, placidity, moments when you're so close, there is no need for speaking-- so many things.

But Mother Hubbard, what will you do when your chief baby-sitter is gone?!! Huh?!! I want to know who'll watch your kids while you're writing on this den...

but that's a tale about shoe strings, not apron strings...

--A very, extremely good write (as my favorite sister (named...)would say.)) Bon voyage, Ahna-banana. --Aunt Char
Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan 5/1/2008
What a beautiful poem-glad i stopped by
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 5/1/2008
Dear God, I do know those feelings, been through it many times over, well versed with so much emotion....

Be always safe,
Karen
Reviewed by David Hightower 5/1/2008
Cryssa - I think I'm beginning to see a pattern her with Charlie and Axilea's poems. Must say it's interesting to see how you each wrote connected poems in completly different ways and yet they all work. Especially liked,

But those strings create a fabric
stronger than those tears,
and in the end
those strings are that
which pull us
through the years.

David
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 5/1/2008
Oh, this is gorgeous, Cryssa, a proud (albeit nervous?) write - know this much - it's full of a mother's love. Well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, and congratulations to both of you!, Karla.
Reviewed by Bernice Lakota 5/1/2008
OMG! How beautifully you wrote this. It touched me so, I bet you Ahna will cry when she reads this...This is a priceless gem for moms and daughters, thanks for sharing....
Reviewed by Elizabeth Price 5/1/2008
Excellently put. It is so hard to let go and them leaving for college is the first big step away from you. No more will you really know what she is doing daily. Where is she for dinner? Bedtime? You put it all wonderfully. Liz
Reviewed by E T Waldron 5/1/2008
Cryssa you have tied this up in a beautiful variety of ways that lifts the metaphor to the high level where it belongs.You gave apron stings a new look! How good is that!;-)

Love,
ET
Reviewed by Bonnie May 5/1/2008
Oh how beautifully and wonderfully written. I will never think of my apron the same and when I put it on this poem will be remembered. Love, Bonnie
Reviewed by Gloria Gay 5/1/2008
Wonderfully written and so true. Every mother can identify!
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