Grandma's Hanky babies

Mom has moved into my sister's house and she asked me to take her old hankies and make babies for all her neighbors at the retirement center where she lived.  I did this in 1993 when Grandma Moore died and wrote a poem to go with them.  Mom wanted everyone to have a copy of the poem as well.

WHEN I WAS A CHILD

I’D HEAR GRANDMA SAY,

“LET’S MAKE US SOME BABIES

SO WE CAN PLAY.”

SHE’D FOLD HER HANKY

AND SOON THERE’D BE

A CRADLE WITH BABIES

MADE JUST FOR ME!

WHEN I WAS A TEEN

AND I NEDED TO CRY,

GRANDMA USED THAT HANKY

TO WIPE MY EYE.

I NEEDED SOMETHING OLD

ON MY WEDDING DAY,

SHE HANDED ME HER HANKY

AND I WAS ON MY WAY.

WHEN MY SON WAS BORN

SHE MADE A TINY HAT.

A FOLD AND A STICTH

JUST AS SIMPLE AS THAT!

AS I GREW OLDER

I’D HEAR MYSELF SAY

“I GUESS THAT GRANDMA

WAS HERE TODAY”.

I’D FIND HER HANKY

ON THE BED OR THE FLOOR

WHO ELSE COULD IT BE

BUT GRANDMA MOORE?

A HANKY IN HAND,

WE LAID HER TO REST,

NO ONE WILL ARUGE

SHE WAS THE BEST!

CHERISH THE MEMORIES

AND HEAR GRANDMA SAY

“LET’S MAKE US SOME BABIES

…..LET’S GO PLAY!”

I made 30 of these and handed them out this morning.  The ladies loved them!  It's so nice to bring a smile to their hearts.  As they read the poem, they were all nodding in agreement - someone had made them a hanky baby when they were young.