Weather Twasn’t Nice and Warm

19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:

Wednesday, April 1, 1914:

When the flowers begin to peep from their hiding place.
T’will be known that spring is here, spring with all her grace.
When the birds will sing their songs in the tree tops high.
Oh, then we know that April’s here and will not pass us by.
April fool, wash your face and go to school.

Twasn’t nice and warm at all, at all.


Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:

I love the surprise ending to this diary entry. April sounds so wonderful in the poem— but reality didn’t quite match the April of Grandma’s dreams.

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41 Responses

  1. I’m not living the April of my dreams here either this year!

  2. At least there’s an extra long weekend for the working folk.

  3. Sweet poem. My mom had a saying that “April borrows 12 days from March”; sounds like that was happening in Grandma’s world that year!

  4. What a charming idea for a blog! And what a lovely way to honor your grandmother.

  5. From Grandma’s writing to reality please and thank you. Still snowing :)

  6. Omigpsh, that is the cutest thing! I was so into her spring poem and then, bam! It made me laugh. What a keen sense of humor she had. Or maybe she wasn’t laughing?! :P

  7. Oh how I love purple crocus! Beautiful photo! Blessings, Natalie :)

  8. Love the old fashioned ’twasn’t’ and ‘t’will’!

    • I wonder if twasn’t and t’will were in common usage a hundred years ago, or if they were considered somewhat old-fashioned words even then.

  9. I was also surprised by the end of her entry. I was thinking she must be enjoying a lovely beginning to spring!

  10. Grandma was a clever poet. Did you know that about her before you read he diary?

  11. Love the flowers.

  12. I love when we see flashes of Helena’s wit here!

  13. Sad that Grandma was still waiting for glorious spring. We have had it here yesterday and today – beautiful, sunny and warm, and so it matches her poem from 100 years ago..

  14. Your grandma is a hoot. Love the ending.

  15. LOL I like her sense of humor in this poem.

  16. […] Grandma didn’t write much a hundred years ago today, I’m going to do a follow-up to yesterday’s diary entry when Grandma […]

  17. Never trust April. I remember my brother driving in a near blizzard to bring my parents to my house for Easter dinner one year in CT

  18. Sometimes I think it’s sad the potential we leave behind — fail to develop. I know at one point I loved to draw, and was even pretty good at it. Long lost in the huge pile of other interests. I wonder what talents others have left behind in the process of “growing up.”

    • I have the same feeling sometimes, too. Sometimes I think that I want to again take up some of the things I did in my youth such playing the piano, doing needlework, etc–but somehow I seldom seem to actually make the commitment to doing it.

  19. Did your Grandmother write the poem? There is something of her subtle humor to it.

    • I’m not sure whether or not she wrote the poem herself. The diary entry on the first of each month always includes a poem. At first I thought that she may have copied from somewhere; more recently I tend to lean towards thinking that she wrote them herself.

      • I feel that way, too. There is something unique in the “voice” of each poem that seems to be at one with your Grandmother’s way of looking at things and expressing herself.

  20. Wow!! Beautiful flowers what are they??

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