You'll remember our Midwinter Musical Madness Extravaganza?
Remember how the winner turned out to be Melissa, who won last year and therefore wasn't eligible to have another poem written about her?
Remember how Carol won 2nd prize, and part of the winners package was a poem written by yours truly and posted here?
Well, here it is--an original poem all about Carol.
(If we can call it a poem, which I'm not entirely sure we can.)
(this is not a completely G-rated poem, but I think you should be able to read it without having to repent too much afterward)
by Charlotte C. Cantwell
As I stepped into her home, the first thing in my view,
Was a full wall of temple pictures, both the old and the new.
As we met to discuss needs and policies and love,
Exchanging ideas and opinions, and hoping for guidance from above.
My first lengthy interaction with Carol was in a R.S. Presidency,
She was (eventually) the president, and one of two counselors was me!
Shortly thereafter we traveled to Salt Lake,
To obtain counsel and guidance, and a few memories make.
I got to know Carol better on that and other drives,
and as we spent time together, and shared parts of our lives.
I learned to know her as a caring and dedicated aunt,
a qualified caterer, with a talent for writing grant(s).
And as we drew closer and in her company I basked
I learned that Carol would do just about anything I asked.
So, when I got married, I asked her to make food for our guests,
She gladly agreed, and turned out a dessert that was "better than . . ." (this is the non-rated-G part)
So generous and giving, so thoughtful and wise,
I soon came to count our mutual friendship as a prize.
And although she's now moved, and I don't see her so much,
She's promised to start blogging (soon), so we'll be able to better keep in touch.
Now, I have to be honest, I'm looking forward to this,
For Carol has a view on life, that I've found that I miss.
So, Carol, dear Carol, I write these words sure and steady,
To say "thank you my dear", and "get your blog up and going already!"
And that's all I have to say about that.
Except for one more thing.
Love you, Carol.
(And you can take as long as you need to get your blog up. I can wait.)