This was written in a workshop with Emma Pass at Clay Cross – our last session. It had been brewing for a while, though I’m not sure I yet have all my facts. ‘Remember’ was our warm-up word and we came up with some excellent pieces. You could take the word out, but I’m not sure I’m going to! It’s a creative response to my earlier post on her sayings, which may come from the trenches. ‘You never know your luck until you’re shot at’ is my favourite.
Remember the time when your husband died of cancer
And you weren’t a war widow? Remember
When you fed your eight children and you
Lived on tea and air. Remember the day
Your husband’s family turned you away, and your
Family turned you away, and even the Salvation Army
Turned you away? Remember the tap, tap, tapping
Of mending other people’s shoes, when yours were paper thin,
Almost tripping you up; putting up their paper
While yours was falling off the walls.
Remember instead the song lifting your spirit
In the chapel in a new place in a new time.
In your sixties – now that was when you were in your prime.
(c) Becky Deans 2014