Friday, December 24, 2010
The poems that Grandma recited were more than "Roses are red...". They were LONG. "A Psalm of Life" ~Longfellow and "Barbara Frietchie" ~JG Wittier were two I heard her say. We were talking on the phone, a couple years ago and I said something about "gray hair". Suddenly Grandma said, "Shoot if you must this old gray head, But spare your country's flag, she said." And continued. I realized she was reciting a poem, went to the computer and began entering the words she was saying. She had it almost recited, before the computer honed in on "Barbara Frietchie".
