Gift of Grandchildren


Sometimes memories
come tumbling in
with a rush of emotion.
The deja vu of
being on a ball field
in springtime.
Sun on your face.
Moisture of wet grass
seeping through your sneakers.
The crack of a bat
or a great catch
causing a spontaneous
leap and cheer.
The pure joy of reliving
cherished experiences. 
The gift of grandchildren.

About Mary Jane

I am a retired English teacher. My husband, Frank, and I have lived on Cape Cod since 2000. I am a lifelong bread baker and writer and have been posting a blog on Falmouth Patch for the last few years. Savory Seasons has been largely devoted to recipes and food in general. I am hoping to expand my focus in this new blog.
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