I was a teacher for a while--and still sometimes like to think I am.
I am that beautiful thing, a homemaker and mother, proud to be both.
I am ridiculously in love with my husband.
I have a very busy young son, and my second son was stillborn only weeks from the due date--I don't say it to ask for sympathy, but because it is the biggest thing that has happened in my life other than my marriage.
And so I pour out my days in words.
I love words.
I have too many hobbies and too much to do.
I don't care at all; I continue to add more.
I love music, and dancing, and singing, and especially the smell of clean laundry on the line, and children's dirty feet in the summer, and snow under street lamps in the winter.
I love my friends. Even the impossible ones. Even you.
I put my poems on here not because I am under any illusions of greatness, but in hopes that somehow, somewhere, someone can read a line and say, "Yes, that's what I was thinking too!", and know that we are not alone. Ever.
8 comments:
small,
yet wonderfully
twisty.
not at all
transparent,
*wink*.
that rhyme. really? really?.. btdub you are making me feel unproductive... in more ways than one come to think of it bwahahhhaaa
Thanks, Noxalio. :) And Cass, you lost me somewhere in those really's...?
why the same a rhyme in the second stanza?
falforsi?... I dont know what that means, but it seems like a good question... lol
oh i dunno...cuz it just worked out that way...don't say it needs to be changed, it doesn't want to and won't be. :)
it never NEEDS to be, if you're ok with lame poetry. hahahhahaaa :P
Ok, I need a second, third and possibly fourth opinion on that.Anyone help me out here???
how's this then?
--
For a moment, when she turned her head,
The bursting leaves on the elm tree
Were cherry blossoms instead.
And I wonder, she said, later on,
If maybe they were as happy
As I, that I just had it wrong.
--
is everyone happy now? ha ha ...
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