Love in Every Flavor

Stepping inside
Grandma’s house,
their eyes zero in
on the white candy dish,
elegantly painted in pink
and pale green flowers.
Grandma gives them
her approving nod,
so their young hands
lift the lid where inside
they find magic –
gumdrops in red,
orange, yellow, green,
purple, white, and pink.
With each bite and
new flavor bursting,
they give her big smiles.
The candy dish
is only one way
Grandma shows
her love.

(Mom passed away in 2012, but this is one lovely memory of her and our children. My sisters and I can’t seem to find a photo of that candy dish, but I found the one above on the web – a close likeness.)

~ Lauren Scott πŸ’—πŸ’—

36 thoughts on “Love in Every Flavor

  1. Oh, Lauren, this candy dish is so familiar and dear to me too and how wonderfully woven into words. Love, and now, fond memories too, in every flavor!
    Many hugs your way! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

    1. Thanks for your lovely words, Marina. I’m glad you could resonate with this candy dish, too. Those were fun times, visiting my parents, and the kids’ excitement over that dish holding the magic inside. πŸ™‚
      Love and hugs, dear friend. xoxox

      1. I loved it, Lauren! Reminded me how much I would look forward to those visits ro grandma with her various candy dishes waiting with sweets, candies, chocolates etc!
        More hugs your way!

  2. How lovely, Lauren. A beautiful poem about the “sweet” connection between the generations. My grandmother used to let my little daughter eat one giant teaspoon of sugar out of a similar-looking sugar bowl! Gumdrops would have been better. Ha ha. (I figured out how to visit you. Yay!)

    1. Hi Diana, it’s great to see you! πŸ™‚ Interesting about that teaspoon of sugar, wow! I don’t think I could eat sugar by the spoonful. I prefer it in cookie dough! But you have a wonderful grandma memory as well. Moments like yours and mine that will stay in our hearts forever. Thanks for finding your way over here. πŸ’–

    1. I think some jar or dish that holds β€œsweet magic” inside would be just the thing you need, Alison. Both of my parents have passed, so I wonder where that dish went. And I wish there was a photo somewhere. But the memories stay vivid and that’s what matters. πŸ’œπŸ’—πŸ₯°

  3. I remember my grandmother’s candy dish – and the same types of feelings you describe here! Also, that dish looks so much like a casserole dish with a cover that I have which belonged to my great grandmother!

    1. It’s wonderful that you have similar memories, Barbara. And even the dish looks the same! Well, that I found from Google. πŸ™‚ I wish we could find photos of the real candy dish.
      Thanks for commenting and have a great day! πŸ₯°

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