Tuesday, August 11, 2009

My children

MY DEAR CHILD.
You are the poem
I dreamed of writing
the masterpiece
I longed to paint.
You are the shining star
I reached for In my
ever hopeful quest
for life fulfilled..You are my child.
Now with all things
I am blessed.
~Author Unknown~

No busy writings today, just reflection.



2 comments:

Laura Marchant said...

Great poem. I had never read that one before.

Candace said...

Jenn,
That is great.. Isn't it weird how a few single words so eloquently written can reduce you to a puddle of MUSH?