Little One,
If I had to describe my life before you
I would say. . .
Blank pages
in a book
waiting to be filled
with your laugh
your smile
your touch.
Blank pages
that I tried to fill
with work
with things
with this
with that.
Blank pages
that I didn't
even know
were empty.
For the Group Writing Project at Mama Blogga.
Monday, May 28, 2007
A Letter To My Daughter
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8 comments:
Aw, that's lovely. Just lovely.
What a beautiful poem!
What a beautiful letter. I actually have some blank books I'd gotten with the intention of writing my kids' stories. You've inspired me to get going on that! Thanks :)
Very sweet! Definitely true. I had my first child at a young age and at first was scared to death. Once she was here I understood that there was a reason she is here and she has made me a much better person.
This is so wonderful! I loved your poem; I even tried (very clumsily) to convey the meaning to my husband later as proof that things were going well for the group writing project.
Thanks so much for participating!
I LOVED this! yes...very much. I have a post on my blog titled, "A look at Priorities..." and it conveys this very same thought. Yours is better though. :)
Thanks, guys, for all the kind words. I really appreciate it!
Oh man... you hit that right on the money.
Especially the line, "Blank pages that I didn't know were empty."
I can't tell you how many times I've thought that.
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