Wednesday, September 19, 2007

A Poem

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~

1 comment:

Rhonda said...

Terrie, you're really finding your voice on this site. Its fun to read.

The poem about your Mom...I was sobbing. Did you write that? It just brought back so many memories of her. But, more than that, I was sobbing b/c of how hard it must have been (and still be) for you. I had tears again today when I read this poem. I know you meant for it to be about your children, but I also know that's how your Mom felt about you.