Fresh & Fair

Fresh and fair poem

Here I stand both fresh and fair,
Dark brown eyes and curly hair,
Rosy cheeks and dimpled chin,
One little heart that beats within.

*Rhyme collected in North Carolina 1922.

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I greatly enjoyed all the comments on our first rhyme of love Weevily Wheat! Fascinating to learn it was used in a play party game (dance). Hopefully some of you will be familiar with today’s rhyme as well.

The winner of the Valentine card giveaway is…

#14 Ethelene Dyer Jones who said:

My post is late today, but I want to join in spreading a little love around. Valentine’s Day has a sad remembrance for me. On that day when I was 14 years of age, my dear mother died. Each Valentine’s Day I remember her with love, but wish I had known her longer. Then when I was in college, I met a nice, nice guy. His first Valentine’s gift to me after we’d been dating about a month was a bud vase with one American beauty rose and one rose in bud. The arrangement had baby’s breath and the vase had a beautiful red satin ribbon. Every Valentine’s Day after that this “nice, nice guy” who married me gave me roses! It became such a tradition that when he became disabled and could not remember to do so, our children (or grandchildren) sent me flowers with the love tag from their father (or Papaw) to me! Since his death, the Valentine flowers have arrived each year on this special day. So even if sadness permeates the day for me, I know that I was truly (and am still) loved! As we look forward to Valentine’s Day, lets make a special point of spreading around some true love to those dear to us!

Ethelene-send me your address and I’ll send you some handmade Valentine cards!

Tipper

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16 Comments

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    Susie Swanson
    February 6, 2014 at 8:16 am

    Awww, I love this. Her story is so touching. Congrats and thanks for sharing.

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    Suzi Phillips
    February 5, 2014 at 11:00 pm

    Congrats, Ethylene and Happy Valentine’s Day!

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    Jean
    February 5, 2014 at 4:00 pm

    Hi Tipper, I so enjoyed Ethelene,s story about a sad time that was Blessed with a new lasting memory!And I liked the picture and rhyme.Brown eyes brought back an 8th grade memory for me.We were having a test and Mr.James our teacher caught me passing a note.He came over and ask for it.I’m sure he thought some cheating was going on.This was his first year of teaching, as he read the note his face turned red.Beware of boys whos eyes are brown,they’ll kiss you once and turn you down.Beware of boys who’s eyes are green they’ll kiss you once and never be seen.Beware of boys who’s eyes are blue they’ll kiss you once and ask for two.Mr James hands the note back and said my eyes are hazel.Tho the rhyme had nothing to do with him,I’m sure at least half us girls had a crush on him LOL!God Bless. Jean

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    Julie Hughes
    February 5, 2014 at 1:17 pm

    Thanks for taking the time to share.

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    Ken Roper
    February 5, 2014 at 12:47 pm

    Tipper,
    Congradulations Ethelene on winning
    the Valentine Cards. I have a lot of
    respect and admiration for your take
    on life. You always seem to know just
    what to say…Ken

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    b. Ruth
    February 5, 2014 at 12:45 pm

    Tipper,
    My, my just look at those “ringlets”! Don’t you just love that cap/’boggen too! Maybe Granny could follow it and crochet one for the girls.
    I love the poem! I must see something a little different in the photo than others…I see a strong young woman, with a slight mischievious grin and a “dare me” look in her eyes…I am just bettin’ that hair is red as a Valentine! Sorry, I wouldn’t want to try and steal her Valentine! LOL
    Ethelene, you deserve the win! Your comments were beautiful. I know your heart must ache, especially this time of year, when you miss his physical presence, eventhough you know your “sweetie” is happy in a better place! How wonderful your children and grandchildren carry on the tradition of the roses. Whether roses or daisies it is the love that counts. Wonderful poem also.
    Thanks Tipper for a great post!
    I have some info on Louise Rand Bascom. I would love to have her book of “Ballads and Songs of Western North Carolina”, but it is out of print..written in 1909, however you can download it as a instant print from Alibris for 19.99. She also wrote, “Bugaboo Man” (1914), “Catching Clara”, (1914)Many articles and periodicals!
    The previous two books still available on Abe books…She was from the Highlands NC..married a Barret! Very interesting!

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    dolores
    February 5, 2014 at 11:02 am

    Such a wonderful memory! I have always tried to stress with my children that special days, even though they have become very commercial, continue to hold a special meaning in the hearts of those who know love. I wish Ethelene a special Valentine’s day as it is her special day. Such wonderful children to continue the love!

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    Tom
    February 5, 2014 at 10:47 am

    Congratulations, Ethylene and thank you for sharing your wonderful story!

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    Quinn
    February 5, 2014 at 9:39 am

    Ethelene’s story of love brought tears to my eyes.

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    PinnacleCreek
    February 5, 2014 at 9:33 am

    I was so very touched by Ethelene’s story, and especially about her losing her Mother at fourteen. I have come to realize , she is a totally amazing lady, and needs to give herself a pat on the back.
    When I think how difficult life would have been without my dear Mother…the special dresses, the advice, the instruction. Well, Ethelene survived this and did well. It is always a pleasure to learn from the posters on The Blind Pig.

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    Ethelene Dyer Jones
    February 5, 2014 at 9:14 am

    I’m delighted to be the “Weevly Wheat” day winner! I am sending my address to Tipper by e-mail. Thank you, Tipper!
    And here are the last lines from one of my free-verse poems entitled “Naming This Rose.” The whole poem tells of roses planted, and blooming, to give beauty and joy (Grover did that for me, too!) Here are the last lines:
    Visit the garden often
    find this rare rose
    the rose now in bloom
    awaiting the gardener’s touch.
    The name of this rose:
    Love.”

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    Tamela
    February 5, 2014 at 8:55 am

    The rhyme makes me think of my almost teen granddaughters, girls on the cusp of womanhood, anticipating the wonder of love.

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    Tipper
    February 5, 2014 at 8:11 am

    Sheryl-the photo is from Miss Cindy’s Grandmother’s photo album-I don’t know who the lovely gal is : )
    Blind Pig The Acorn
    Celebrating and Preserving the
    Culture of Appalachia
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    Miss Cindy
    February 5, 2014 at 7:57 am

    I’ve never heard this rhyme. There is something sweet and simple about it and the picture is a perfect match.
    I think I’m enjoying the pictures as much as the rhymes.

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    Sheryl Paul
    February 5, 2014 at 7:48 am

    Ethelene, what a lovely thing for your husband to do. He loved you so very much. I enjoyed the poem, is the photo your mother? The expression on her face fits the poem so well.

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    Mike McLain
    February 5, 2014 at 7:25 am

    Congratulations, Ethylene. I was touched by your story of your memories, both sad and happy, of Valentine’s Day. Thank you for sharing them.

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