Disaster - Through the Eyes of an Optimist

My great Grandmother, Ella Busby Springer, must have been an optimist.  I have written several times about her, but this topic brought me back to her poems. 

Ella Busby Springer

A disaster, a fire, struck one of her sons, Raymond, his wife, Louise and their daughter, Shirley. 

Raymond Springer 1898-1939

Shirley Springer, their daughter

Louise Springer, Shirley and her husband and 2 daughters, Victoria and Pamela, 1959 

Ella puts the disaster in perspective in this poem she wrote about the event.

HOME 

Ray and Louise are the limit,
Had a good home wouldn’t stay in it,
I thought it a jim dandy,
Ever thing so nice and handy.
 But they got dissatisfied,
Wanted a new home in and outside,
So they found a pretty sight,
They both thought all right.
 So the blue print was made and contract let,
And it was a lovely house you bet,
But now comes the sad part,
And it pearly broke their heart.
 A fire broke out upstairs,
And so ruined their interior,
It would take so much repair,
They thought it would be inferior.
 And they decided to pay the difference in price,
As they wanted it very nice,
So they found another location,
And repeated same operation.
 So now while not plated in silver and gold,
It’s a beautiful home to behold,
And may it always be their joy and pride,
Till they pass over the Great Divide.
 And now when Shirley has a beau,
And no where else to go,
Won’t it be to her a boon,
To have this beautiful living room.

Even though Ray's home was severely damaged by a fire, Ella shared her positive outlook about it in her poem.  I don't know what Ray, Louise and Shirley thought about the poem, but to me, it looks like a pretty good perspective.

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