poetry / writing prompts

The Story Teller

Chris Hall91 Comments
The image shows an old lady sitting with a young boy in a rural setting. The boy has a laptop open and is showing her something.
The image shows an old lady sitting with a young boy in a rural setting. The boy has a laptop open and is showing her something.

I remember that day
my Ouma and me
perched on the bench
in the shade of her stoep
making up adventures
like we always did.

I remember that day
bright brown eyes
crinkling at the edges
her words, like whispers
captured by the keys
as I typed, my new laptop
balanced on my knees.

I remember that day
my Ouma and me
mind filled with light
eyes button-bright
sharing her final story
with me.

My Ouma has gone
but her stories live on
and now I am
the story teller.


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Image credit: Sasint @ Pixabay

Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #110 photo prompt

91 thoughts on “The Story Teller”

  33. I wish I had more stories from my grandparents. I think they were from a generation that, when they immigrated (they or their parents) came to the ‘New Country’ they wanted to leave the past behind.

    Even with my limited knowleged of them (their past) I try to keep them alive through the few photos I have – and point them out to my own grand children when they visit. 🙂

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