Time it was…#dVerse Prosery

‘Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, A time of confidences
…’

Such was the time I spent with my Grandmother. Her home was always a place of sanctuary: she stayed up all hours of the night and was always glad of company. She could sit for hours recounting the stories of her life: how she’d left home at the age of 19, never to return. How she’d outlived three husbands and raised five children. How she’d seen the world, then settled down in a place where she felt that she was always on holiday. In her final days, she couldn’t speak, but I imagine her saying to herself: “when it is over said and done, it was a time and there was never enough of it.”

And I imagine one day I will say the same.

This piece was composed in response to dVerse, Prosery Monday, hosted by Merril, and the challenge was to incorporate the following lines into a short prose piece of not more than 144 words:

“when it is over said and done

it was a time

                  and there was never enough of it.”

–Allison Adelle Hedge Coke, “A Time”

It was an interesting challenge, and there have been some great responses so far. Do head over to dVerse to read them, and take part!

13 thoughts on “Time it was…#dVerse Prosery

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  1. Lovely. You slipped the line in perfectly, and I got the Simon and Garfunkle from the title–also perfect.
    It sounds like this grandmother lived a good life, and to be remembered well after is all we can hope for.

    1. Sorry, this comment got stuck in moderation for some reason. Thank you, she lived a very good and interesting life and it’s always a pleasure to remember her.

  2. Oh yes, I had such times with my grandmother too, Ingrid, although she wasn’t as adventurous as yours! In the end, there’s never enough time.What a tribute!

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