Just For a Moment
Elda Maria Smiling
by Millen Brand
Excerpted from Local Lives: Poems About the Pennsylvania Dutch, ©1975
Elda Maria visits her grandmother
in the evening, and there is evening
over the aging eyes. Her grandmother thinks,
How I loved her father when he was small!
And everything about this child
is my son again– see him
there as he first stood up.
There is that cleft chin, that smile.
There he is with his smile!
“Child, kum. Come to me.”
Again just for a moment
let me hold him to my breast.