longer still
since my father’s
passing when I was
twenty-nine
his parents came
here from Sweden
a long time ago
we called them
Nanna and Poppa Ernie
many conversations
we never could have
yet he too is with me
still
for Harold A. Borgh (1915 – 1983)
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 
Precious, Ellen.
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Dear Lori, Thank you, nice to hear from you today.
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Love this honoring of your parents. Such special poems of love.
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Dear MaryJo, Thank you for your kind comments.
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Our daughter graduated from Bethany College, Little Sweden of America. When our grandchildren were born, I was thrilled to become Mor Mor, which is Mother’s Mother.
A lovely post, Ellen.
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Dear Marylin, Thank you, and for sharing your memories as well. I did not know about “Little Sweden of America” and Mor Mor. I enjoy blogs from my grandparents’ part of the world, and can see how Wisconsin could be a new home. My mother’s parents were German and died before I was born. I think my art is from my mom’s mother, Grace. Blessings!
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Reblogged this on Ellen Grace Olinger – Grief And Acceptance.
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