Granddaughters Lament


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Oct 9, 2003
Birmingham Hades
When my Peg died one of our Granddaaughters wrote this poem.

Sadness is the colour of cold blue,
Sadness smells like Bluebells in spring,
Sadness looks like a gloomygrey sky,
Sadness sounds like raindrops tapping on the roof,
Sadness feels like no one wants you,
Sadness tastes like teardrops falling into your mouth,
Sadness makes me cry........about my Nanny.

Yasmin Howell aged 9

She gave it to me at Peg's funeral,but this is the first time I felt felt able to share it


Registered User
Mar 7, 2004
Dear anorman,

Thank you for now sharing Jasmine's poem

Would agree with the sentiments except:
Sadness feels like no one wants you
That could/would never apply in Peg's case.

Love you lots, Connie

Grannie G

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Apr 3, 2006
Dear Norman,
What a sensitive granddaughter. I`m not surprised you have been unable to share it before, but am glad you felt able to now.
One step forwards.
Love xx

Tender Face

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Mar 14, 2006
NW England
That's beautiful, Norman. It's lovely that such a young girl can acknowledge and express her feelings so eloquently. It takes a special strength in children to be able to express their grief - you must be very proud of her .

Much love, Karen, x


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Aug 29, 2006
SW Scotland
Norman, thank you for sharing Yasmine's poem with us. It is so moving.

Somehow, children are able to express their emotions in simple language which can arouse the deepest emotions.

This line

Sadness tastes like teardrops falling into your mouth,
is something I wouldn't have thought of, but it really strikes home.

Your granddaughter is very talented, and obviously thought the world of your Peg.



Registered User
Apr 15, 2007
Hello Norman,

How loving and thoughtful of Yasmine. A little memento for you to treasure. Take care. Taffy.