Okay okay already. I give in to the pressure to express myself. Whatever the heck that means! So I will start by experimenting on blog design, discreet photo reveals, fonts and formatting. I also won’t tell a soul I started writing a blog. You see my daughter puts me to shame. She not only writes bounteously – she writes well. Even my granddaughter at almost 7 wrote a lovely poem about fall…deeper thoughts than I had at her age. Her poem is – well – here read it FALL . Mine was simply
I see a star in the sky
In the sky so high
so high.
It's shining so bright,
It's the prettiest in sight.
Oh star of heaven - star of might
You are the prettiest star I see tonight!
Well, hmmm...now that I SEE it - I don't think it is all that bad. I was actually in the 2nd grade so I was one year older than Emma. It was my first poem - and it must have meant something to me because I still remember it and the 7 or was it 8 year old passion I felt as I said it over and over to my parakeet.
Oh goodness. I am done - good-night!
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5 comments:
Yay! Good for you! Welcome to the world of shameless self-expression :)
OK - No one reads mine either sissy except Christy - which I am honored and she keeps me from saying nasty things!! I've got you in my favorites now so I'll be checking back!!! Sissy
How do you put someone in your favorites??? I don't know.
OK Sissy, Time for a new post!!!!!!
I finally read your blog!!! You had me going for a while, I really thought you were witnessing to that guy! I always fall for your stories but you tell such good ones! But I love your stories so never stop telling them OK! Enjoy your week my friend!!!!
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