My Grandmother (My
Gifts to Keep)
In 1991 Bryn's Grandmother (Martha Fregger) told Bryn that
she was sorry that she didn't have anything of value to leave to
her. Bryn was touched by the sentiment, but wanted her Grandmother
to know that she has much of value to give to her, so she wrote her this
In 1998, New Zealand
composer, David Hamilton set this poem to music (for treble
voice choirs) and the Opus Choir (Auckland, New Zealand), conducted
by David, performed it in Seattle, Washington as a stop on their
American tour; Bryn, who lives in Seattle, was an honored guest
at the performance. (Download an mp3 version of My
Gifts to Keep)
Choirs interested in
performing My Gifts to Keep, should contact the composer,
David Hamilton, directly. His web site address is: http://www.dbhmusic.co.nz/
This poem and the
story behind it can be found in Brad Fregger's book,
Shovel Full - Telling Stories to Change Beliefs, Attitudes,
Note: Bryn loves porches ... someday she will have that
house with the big porch across the front and down one side.
In the meantime, she gives to us the dream (memory) of it, as
it will be (is) in the four seasons.
Note: This poem speaks of Barbara's relationship to her roommates
cat ... she changed her mind when she met Pepsi,
Brad's cat. Barbie loved her, and misses her almost as much as Brad
This poem can be found in Brad's book,
Maples, a Texas Natural Area, is very special to Brad and
Barbara. It was on a weekend here that Brad decided that
he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Barbie. The photo was
borrowed from the Lost Maples web site.
Ode to the Leaf
Dear Silver Teardrop
In Response to Rebecca
Author's Note: For years I have written only
one type of Haiku. This genre has a spiritual form, where the first verse
reflects the infinite, the second, current existence (the world/universe as we
know it) and the third, the moment. A famous haiku in this genre is:
The old mill stream,
The frog jumps,
A major difference between these haikus and
others, is that, in my understanding, the discipline of a
specific number of syllables for each line is forgiven; instead, the poet should
write the haiku as elegantly as possible, maintaining a high level
of form and meaning.
Author's Note: The photo was taken in
the early '70's at our property in Cave Junction, Oregon.
Written for my daughter Bryn as celebration of her 35th
birthday...I love you, Bryn.
The following haiku follow the same spiritual form,
however, they all have the same theme, the love between two people.