[Critique Group 1] Sally's January submission

[Sally Rosenthal]

Brittle with age, the British aerogram's

Corner crumbles in my hand.

One of many lovingly saved 

In a granddaughter's once-pink hair ribbon

For more than six decades, it is

A bittersweet attempt to bear witness

And turn thin sheets of paper

Into crinkled forget-me-nots.

 

As a child, I believed

aerograms were blue to match 

the ocean they traversed

>From an elderly lady in Leicestershire

To a schoolgirl in Pennsylvania.

 

I know the spidery handwriting 

Relates only family news

And inquires about my school days,

Brownie troop, and beloved dogs. 

Missives of love from one brittle with age,

Of no interest to intrusive eyes after my death,

The aerograms and bond they forged

Can remain tucked away for now.

The ink has no doubt faded over time,

but the memories In the heart of the granddaughter,

Herself now brittle with age,

Remain fresh with just a hint of ocean breeze.

 

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