My Wonderful Grandmother

About my sister Kaye:

My dear sister Kaye is very creative. She has done many things in her lifetime. I would say her creative style is unique. She has shared this ballad of our grandmother with me and I am now sharing it with whoever would like to read it. She is married to Russell Coglan, the man next to her in the photo left.

A Ballad about Grandma Wegner

by Kaye Coglan (my sister)

Refrain:

Low down in yonder valley Beneath Mt Whitestone’s peak
lies a dairy farm where watermelons grow

With Granny tilling the earth at her feet. 

Alone with fourteen children

farming till dawn till dusk

planting pumpkin and potato seeds,

digging and kicking up some dust. 

Milking became easier for granny

machinery lessened the load,

a supplier for cheese started to flow

around the windy mountainous roads.  

(Refrain) 

One night when the moon was ripe

she went out and got a fright

with children sleeping she shut the door

and wondered what was in her sight?   

Chickens clucking making a fuss

in a moon lit coop dingy and dark

the struggle became loud then it ran,

a cunning fox ripping the chickens apart.  

(Refrain) 

The fox got away with its meal

everything quieten down after its steal,

stillness in the midst set in the valley below~

the moon shone in the midnight glow. 

Granny fell asleep on the rocking chair~

dawn broke upon her face

children laughing around the place~

Granny sits and crochets doilies and lace.