Do you have an every-day utensil in one of
your cupboards that has served you and your family for generations? Have you
ever thought about how that ordinary item has added to your family’s memories?
Old black iron pan
What history you have served.
Nordic lamb and cabbage,
Proud tradition you preserved.
Adjusted next to melting pot stews
And the tight economy of war,
You now offered us filling foods
We might not have considered before
Another journey, this time South
And the aroma was totally new
As you brewed us many spicy feasts
Our Children enjoyed them too
So, old pot. You are almost sacred
Having journeyed far with four generations
What will happen when I am gone?
What will you serve at your next destination?
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From Charlotte ~
ReplyDeleteI hope the tradition carries on. Beautiful words about an old iron frying pan.
After reading your poem, I can better understand why we cherish artifacts; for they share in our human history as well as in our personal history.
ReplyDeleteThank you for causing me to pause in my day and ponder the items in my home that have added to my memoirs.
What a terrific poem - a celebration of an ordinary item that carries so much meaning.
ReplyDeleteCarol
Karen such a wonderful memory of a simple everyday used item. I think we could do much the same writing about family recipes handed down one generation after another. It just goes to show how important our past history is cherished in simple things.
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