The wonderment of childhood...
My daughter, C, is 10 and brought me a poem she wrote for school. I admit I had to put aside my issues about her handwriting and grammar - but it made me smile, made me proud... and frankly, impressed. So I wanted to share it with you...
I am From…
I am from nature and rainy days.
Running in sunlight, as valuable as gold.
Standing in the wind, letting the breeze blow back my hair.
Climbing the long, lean trees that sway in the wind.
I am from basketballs pounding on the ground.
Your heart is racing while running down the grip-y, rubber court.
The crowd cheering, as loud as possible, when that bright orange ball falls straight in to the netting of the metal hoop.
I am from waiting for the vegetables to grow.
Waiting patiently to pick the blackest, biggest, juiciest blackberries after they ripen.
From the blood red roses, week after week of growing and blooming in a garden.
And from waiting for the fluffy-tailed baby bunnies to come out of the bushes.
I am from Dogs… old to young.
From puppies who run with excitement and joy.
From old dog who need love, affection, care and love… and are happy for you.
From knocking you down and licking your face with a wet tongue.
From loving you more and more each day.
That’s where I am from.
I am From…
I am from nature and rainy days.
Running in sunlight, as valuable as gold.
Standing in the wind, letting the breeze blow back my hair.
Climbing the long, lean trees that sway in the wind.
I am from basketballs pounding on the ground.
Your heart is racing while running down the grip-y, rubber court.
The crowd cheering, as loud as possible, when that bright orange ball falls straight in to the netting of the metal hoop.
I am from waiting for the vegetables to grow.
Waiting patiently to pick the blackest, biggest, juiciest blackberries after they ripen.
From the blood red roses, week after week of growing and blooming in a garden.
And from waiting for the fluffy-tailed baby bunnies to come out of the bushes.
I am from Dogs… old to young.
From puppies who run with excitement and joy.
From old dog who need love, affection, care and love… and are happy for you.
From knocking you down and licking your face with a wet tongue.
From loving you more and more each day.
That’s where I am from.