In 1985 I began a book for our daughter Mary called THE STREAM. For each of three years I created with calligraphy & illustration an independent segment (narrative poem) in the life of “Beth” a young girl who leaves the city with her parents to live in the Montana, Missouri Breaks. Each Christmas, wife/mother Elcye sewed by hand the new segment into the hard-cover book.
Mary’s daughter Lauren is about the age now that Mary was when I wrote this. Because of the length of the first segment I will break it up into parts.
Once upon a time
The mailman brought a catalogue
from a large city department store
all the way to a lonely little girl
living in the Missouri breaks
She was ten
without a friend
Their home where the spring boils forth.
It joins a stream where the grass is green
winding the canyon floor.
Yes, she could see
down through the trees
there lay another world,
But not the one they had moved from, no,
Beth was a city girl.
And the catalogue
to this lonely girl out west.
Oh how she loved the clothes!
- loved the toys!
But loved a necklace best,
a”diamond” necklace, yes!
“Oh Father in Heaven”, she would ask
at night, upon her bed,
after she had prayed for Mom and Dad and all
and told Him in her sweetest way
her love for Him was pure.
“I don’t really need it – but if you
possibly could -.”
And daily she met the mailman
cause her’s was a “God that could”!
And though it took through August
she still thought He “might” could.
Well, perhaps the pretty necklace
wasn’t important after all.
She really didn’t need it -
And she put away the necklace
when she put away the book.
Only opened it “once”
to take “one” final look.
Chapter I Part two http://writing.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474981719382