Another departure from nutrition on this day dedicated to the letter O. April is National Poetry Month.
Great Grandfather’s Name
The warmth of orange, the rich shades of color
Taken from the sun, from reds and browns and yellows
And transferred to a child to be his name
What could his parents have wished that name would inspire
Could it have been a name from the land
That of an earl or duke from France
And why would that land be named orange
And why would the child inherit the name
Did the land in France, or some other faraway land
Grow the fruit, the tree named orange that takes
Color from the sun and the earth and makes that
Perfect, round fruit which shares name with the child
The child became a husband, a father, a grandfather
Who had children sit on his lap and wonder at
His beard, and the lingering smell not of orange
But of onion, the poultice for his maladies
Orange and onion, memories meld together
The family stories and the continuing wonder
Of why, and would he want to be remembered
For more, and doubtless he was but always
Also for the name, Orange Scott Warner.
2 thoughts on “#atozchallenge: Orange”
Wonderful reflective poem! It is indeed an interesting name to give to a child.
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Nice poem. 😀 I have some Orange stuff today but it’s more connected with nutrition.