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Thursday, April 18, 2019

NPM 2019 Day 18: Ode to an Oriental Rug

Our first house in Richmond was a lovely little bungalow style house built in 1925. It had plaster walls, hardwood floors, and so much character.  Despite the absence of air conditioning and a dishwasher, I loved it. Just a few months before William was born, my in-laws gifted us with a rug. In large part, I believe this was because they didn't want our new baby crawling around on a bare floor. Instead of a thank you note, I wrote them a poem. I came across it recently while backing up my computer files. It's corny, but it was from the heart.

Ode to An Oriental Rug

I hate to wear slippers
as you both know
now we've a carpet
to warm my cold toes

The colors are lovely
the texture so lush
our living room now
oh, how we could gush!

Each day we observe it
and see something fun
a shade or a pattern
that's so finely spun

We imagine our baby
this time next year
crawling upon it
in full baby gear!

So lucky a child
who will get to explore
the home being lived in
on more than cold floors

You just can't imagine
how lucky we feel
to own such a prize
it doesn't seem real

Please visit us soon
you'll be happy to see
a warm cozy room
for the Hunt family

We can't thank you enough
for all that you do
whether gifts or advice
love always shines through

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2019. All rights reserved.


Happy Thursday all. See you tomorrow for another original poem.

3 comments:

  1. Oh, TRICIA.
    You are just the jewel of daughter-in-laws. I would have gotten all choked up, getting a poem from a sweet twentysomething.

    I, of course, was not a jewel. Of course, my M-I-L gave me a stained dish towel once. :)

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  2. Ah, the gift of poetry rivals the gift of an Oriental rug. I'm so glad you shared this. What a lovely way to offer thanks! I'm sure that your poem warmed their hearts as much as the rug warmed your toes and your sweet baby's knees. You have me pondering whether I might get more creative with my own thank yous!

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    1. Molly, I feel like a rather pathetic letter writer. Thank you notes just seem so routine. And really, how do you thank someone for such an extravagant gift? A poem, which took much longer than a note to write, seemed like a good start.

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