November 15th…“PLEASE SHARE WITH US ABOUT YOUR MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER.”
POEM – “Norwegian Queen Of Our Clan” by N. Elliott Noorlun
Amanda, oh sweet Amanda,
Norwegian queen of our clan.
From my life’s first start, I could sense her heart,
And became her devoted fan.
From Vats, Norway, Her parents came,
To America’s teeming shore,
In search of all, Our land could give,
As young family grew more and more.
Another page of life did turn, Come 1917,
When Amanda then, Became the bride,
Of Clarence, Young and lean.
Four children from this union came,
Upon that Iowa farm,
Each one imbued, With traits passed on,
From Amanda’s loving charm.
Yet, life’s not always sunshine, Storm clouds arrived one day,
Amanda had Tuberculosis, And would have to live away,
From her precious children, Who loved her so,
And from her cozy country farm,
But, in those days, Those were the best ways,
To prevent her loved ones harm.
Such a stalwart heart, Amanda possessed,
Though mingled with many a tear,
Her precious darlings, Now so far away,
Were lonely and prone to fear.
Our mother told of long car trips,
For to see her mother she’d crave,
Yet Amanda was kept at a distance,
From her window she only could wave.
No doubt, As a mother, Her tears must’ve flowed,
For her children, So close, Yet so far.
But thanks to her faith, In our wonderful Lord,
She endured till her health shined at par.
Clarice adored, Her precious mother,
Their kindred spirits entwined.
With praises galore, From love’s richest store,
Her deep respect for Amanda shined.
For the rest of her days, Our mother would share,
To prevent TB, And because she’d care,
Amanda would open, Each window and door,
To let the wind, Sweep out germs galore.
And even though cancer, Crept up on her life,
After faithfully being, A loving wife,
Our Amanda flew “Home”, 1967,
When our Norwegian queen, Did rejoice in Heaven.
So for you, Who are young, I share this tale,
So that you’ll remember, And without fail,
Remember Amanda, And her virtues kind,
The best grandmother, I could ever find 😉