THE OLD RADIO
Another lonely dawn of cold drifting snow!
She wakes all alone with dread and an old heart that feels nothing
Nothing but loneliness and the cold!
She`s remembering her life so, so long ago!
As she rubs away the ice from the windowpane
She sees that its started to snow once again.
She painfully makes her way to her fireside seat
Her only friend the tabby cat curled up at her feet!
She sips her tea and daydreams of years gone by
Of happier times!
Of family and close ties.
Of all the love that he gave to her, so tenderly!
But now sadly, he`s long gone, so she just sits there and quietly cries!
Just aching for his love and his company.
She turns on the old radio
Now her only treasure!
It`s the last gift he gave to her
It always brought them both so much pleasure.
They`re playing all the old songs of her youth
Those days?! now long gone!
She has trouble believing eighty years have flown.
She just sits there all alone and cold, with tears in her eyes!
And in her mind she`s back in the time of all those heady days gone by!
She thinks of the beautiful young couple that they used to be
They were so much in love
All hail and hearty!
She remembers their wedding day
And all those long gone Christmas parties!
In her mind she hears a knock and she opens the door!
With a loving warm embrace " Merry Christmas " he roars!
" Come be with me my darling girl, you`re the one I`ve been waiting so long for! "
The next morning a neighbour came round to see
Worried as they hadn`t heard a sound, not a peep!
They found her just sitting in her favourite chair!
The cat curled up on her knee!
She had a beautiful smile on her face
One they`d never seen the old lady wear!
She was at peace now and she just looked so carefree.
G xx
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Great write G, I was starting to feel sad as I read how good life can be to be so lonely in the end, but I was quite happy for the way this ended. I think when I die I would pray for me and my love to go together. Well written piece a fave. Stars and my Love and Respect.
Hi Devon, thank you for reading this one, I`m glad you liked it and thank you for that lovely compliment sweety. Love G xx
Oh Georgie!!.......I can say how much I Love this narrative piece.........but the truth is I could see the whole thing in my minds eye..........you sitting there with your tea.........reliving days gone by........or maybe even creating memories of what should have been..........regardless.........it's a glimpse into the romantic heart of my friend...........and I couldn't appreciate your sharing this more..........you're a gifted writer........feel my hugz my friend........all starsĀ Ā Ā favĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā .........T xo
WOW!! WHAT A WONDERFUL COMPLIMENT MY Beasty Boy!! Thank you for that, it`s really made my day sweety and from such a talented writer himself! I love you babes, THAT HAS ME BLUSHING AND IN TEARS OF JOY!! Thank you my darling. I love ya kiddo. G xx
Hello G...
I see couples up in age and...
Sometimes, the look in their eyes and every now and again there's a sigh...
Noone says a word, but its as if a million words were just softly spoken...
Great Write!
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
Thank you for the compliment of reading and commenting on this one. I must admit that it`s very different to what I normally write but I wanted to challenge myself with it. Thank you again honey. G xx
The composition of Georgina is full of emotion, tenderness and nostalgia that is repeated a thousand times over time. Sometimes nostalgia becomes a natural voice, others of a radio, television, or Internet, the old radios were for our grandmothers what television is today for us, and what possibly will be Internet for citizens of the future, a place not to feel alone.
I enjoyed the story, I pointed to my grandmother, although she didn't have much luck when it comes to die as the protagonist of the story.
The first thing I looked at my eyes as something magical, was when I discovered from my cradle the old radio family, the magic box that told stories.
A hug.
Thank you Lucas, I`m so pleased that you enjoyed this piece. It was my first attempt at a rhyming short story. Thank you for that wonderful comment and for the hug. Love G xx
A winter tale, telling the story of a lady in the cold, winter of her life...well done...totally transported...
Thank you Dan, I`m thrilled you enjoyed it honey, and letting me know that you could feel yourself transported into the story is a very great compliment, thank you, you`ve made my day. G xx
This is now dedicated to the old lady from our street who has recently gone to be with her husband. God bless Ann.
G xx
Real men don't cry so I guess I'm not a real man... my eyes are a trifle moist at the moment! You shouldn't do that to this old geezer! GREAT WRITE Miss Georgina!!! Sniff! Sniff! Santa xoxox
Arrh, glad you liked it, though I`m sorry for upsetting you sweety. I`m sending this with a great big hug and a kiss to make it all better.
I love you my precious
G xx
Yummmy! Love your hugs and kisses... I'm all better now! Santa is sending them flying back across the ocean!!! Love you a bunch, dear Georgie Girl!!! Santa xoxox
Good! now go and be a good naughty boy!! Eeh eck!!! you must confuse the real Santa, he mustn`t know whether he`s coming or going with you. You`re like that nursery rhyme ` There was a little girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead. When she was good she was very very good, but when she was bad she was horrid!!! although you could never possibly be horrid, not my precious Santa no way!! More big hugs and smooches.
G xoxoxox
In those old radio of wood which is sheltering our grandmothers to combat loneliness a generation of kids learned to dream, today the radio are modern but still serving a purpose, magical images fill the minds of the listeners.
A greeting.
Thank you Lucas, I`m chuffed that you liked it honey. Sometimes we forget how simple and straight forward life used to be before all this Star Trekkie stuff was invented!! Lovely log fires and the radio to sit around with the family and relax to a piece of music or a good play.
G xx