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This Poem was Submitted By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2005-05-26 05:58:05 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Letter to My Friend

What a lovely surprise Your smiling face upon my screen Allowing me a glimpse Of your home as you welcome me in My eyes quickly scan the area Of this warm inviting room Did your husband make the bookshelf Holding your treasures behind you I could not believe There upon your shelf Sat my grandmother's Glass candleholder cross I had a pair of my own Till one of them broke I've searched far and wide Yet no replacement found Now there you are Smiling at me And there it is Grandmother's glass cross Two rare treasures to be found You my friend and Grandmothers glass cross

Additional Notes:
You never know where you will find a treasure.....Joanne, you are holding onto mine........the Lord moves in mysterious ways....

This Poem was Critiqued By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2005-06-05 09:48:09
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.66667
I genuinely love this poem...that's not much by way of critiqueing but your words speak to me. Your poem is a great reminder of how we find treasures in the most unusual unexpected places. Your surprise at your find is well stated, the first at the pleasure of viewing your friend and the second at seeing the your Grandmothers glass cross. In the end, while a family heirloom is precious you show that the value of friendship is no less. Thank you for the gentle reminder of being aware of ALL our blessings and treasures.

This Poem was Critiqued By: arnie s WACHMAN On Date: 2005-06-03 16:08:45
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.50000
What a lovely poem about two beautiful things...one inanimate, one not but both a treasure. I expected this to rhyme, but then it didn't. I had to read it twice. Shouldn't grandmother's be hyphenated? A well defined poem. Good structure and format with a title that works. Thanks for this piece.

This Poem was Critiqued By: Duane J Jackson On Date: 2005-05-27 07:39:48
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.87179
Hi Claire!! Indeed. Joanne is a very lovely human being and it is so satisfying to learn that both of you are very close friends. Your poem "letter to my friend", is a perfect tribute to a friend you admire and have come to love over these past few years. You have expressed your apprecaition and have exhibited her warm and caring qualities which are so rare to find in this world today. You also draw a spiritual and nostalgic connection between your beloved grandmother and friend which adds to the depth of the bond highlighted in this piece. I'm sure Joanne would be very touched when she reads this. Friendships are very important in this world and I thank you for highlighting it in this poem. It's good to see you posting!! Take Care, Duane.

This Poem was Critiqued By: Latorial D. Faison On Date: 2005-05-26 14:38:20
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Claire, this is a very interesting poem, and most of all, I love how it touches on the importance of a person as well as the importance of what other's leave behind for us to treasure. I can see how you felt compelled to write a poem about it, and you did it very well. Another additive, was the fact that you wrote this based on a photo. This entire poem has such an archaic mood because of how you have come to write it, and then the candle holder is the surprise connection to your grandmother and the beauty of her memory. This poem flowed very well. It was easy to read, and I think the essence of it is being able to see treasure in life and being able to write letters to and of those treasures. Great job. Latorial www.latorialfaison.com

This Poem was Critiqued By: Nancy Ann Hemsworth On Date: 2005-05-26 10:47:58
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.33333
Oh Claire this is such a lovely letter comparing the 2 treaures , both priceless indeed...also a good look into how life unfolds before us. I do not believe that there are any accidents, I believe that everything is life happens for a reason and was meant to be..the people, the situations etc., are all layed before us by God to teach us something and let our spirit grow in knowledge etc. It was nice to read your words again, simply put, but quite profound at the same time..just like life itself, don't you think? ((hugs))

This Poem was Critiqued By: Joanne M Uppendahl On Date: 2005-05-26 10:05:27
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Claire: *You* are my treasure. I could not be more astonished for the gift of this poem. Of course, you know me well enough to know that I am weeping as I write this. Friendship is one of those things that surpasses any expectations of what life can hold. It is one of the deep mysteries of life I think that the Creator gives us as gifts to one another, to hold one another through difficult times and in joy. I can't decide which is more thrilling, that you are writing poetry again, or that you wrote this poem for me. I am completely overwhelmed. What a lovely surprise Your smiling face upon my screen Allowing me a glimpse Of your home as you welcome me in And I do welcome you into it, Claire! I will send you the picture via email. Maybe some other ones, too, of my flower garden, so you can see where I spend a lot of time. We've shared so much. I wish we could sit by the pond and have a glass of iced tea today. It's going to be really hot here (for us) about 90º or more. My eyes quickly scan the area Of this warm inviting room Did your husband make the bookshelf Holding your treasures behind you No, he didn't make it, but painted it. You catch the signature (bookshelf) in my home. Bookshelves, everywhere. Full to brimming. I cleared this one out in order make room for some treasures, which you spotted. <smile> I could not believe There upon your shelf Sat my grandmother's Glass candleholder cross Amazing! It is very old, about a hundred years or so. I will take a picture of it and send it to you, along with the photograph of the bride holding it, in the long ago. I am so thrilled about this connection we have, Claire! I had a pair of my own Till one of them broke I've searched far and wide Yet no replacement found I must comment on the poem itself -- I'm so moved by your tenderness that I am forgetting to tell you that this is well-written. "own/broke" for example, and your gentle cadence. It's lovely in every way, as are you, dear friend. Now there you are Smiling at me And there it is Grandmother's glass cross <Smile> I really am smiling at you, Claire. If you could see me now, you'd know how very happy you've made me. Two rare treasures to be found You my friend and Grandmothers glass cross Across the years and miles, your grandmother's love more present, showing 'her' glass cross to you, in mine. My heart to yours, feeling the love of friendship. It will be even more amazing if the bride resembles your grandmother! I don't know who she is, but I love her, and her joyous acceptance of the life that is before her. I love you, too. Yes, the Lord moves in mysterious ways, giving us friendship, beauty and life beyond the physical world, beyond time. Your spirit shines brightly in this poem! Hugs, and my love, Joanne

This Poem was Critiqued By: Thomas H. Smihula On Date: 2005-05-26 07:23:58
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Claire, A very nice appealing letter and poem. It is very smoothe flowing and shows how important friendship is comparing it to the Grandmother you love so much. Treasures are much than just personal treasures and you have captured that moment. Your structure is well constructed and the words important and simple to follow. Thank you for giving us a reflection upon your inner feelings. Thomas

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