Kristin and Glitter and Angels Oh My!
I know I just posted about how I'm going to go see Kristin less than 24 hours ago, but I don't care I have more wonderous Kristin news and no one to talk to about it with. Kristin's doing a concert for charity on April 12th called 'This one's personal' (yeah probably everyone who reads this knows that already but bear with me) for charity with funds going to ACD research. One of the women she was on the West Wing with - NiCole Robinson - had a child recently die from the disease. It's a genetic lung problem and according to the Three Angels website none of the babies born with it have lived past two months. There was this contest at Glitter where you write a poem about angels and hope for the future and I entered it - and I won! Unanimously, how awesome is that? The prize was two tickets to the event, it's all the way in New York but I don't care, I'll make another trip. I never win anything! I don't even know who I'm taking, I might drag my mom lol. And I'll have to buy something to wear, oh and travel costs, I'm going to be so broke this summer! But that's irrelevant because I get to see Kristin - twice in a little over a month span - and holy crap April 12th is in a couple of weeks! *goes crazy*
Okay, deep breathes, I'm calm again, honest, I swear I'm not a total fangirl lol. I've written stuff for fun or my own personal use but I've never showed anyone anything that I've done; I'm kind of embarrassed to and now my poem is going to be on the cover of a book that will be given to NiCole. I'm not sure how I feel about that, but right now I'm very very happy so I'm just gonna go with that and not dwell. I'm really hyper so I'm sorry if this isn't the most coherent thing in the world. Anyway I'm going to post my poem here, critique is welcome, just don't rip me apart I'm not a writer/poet and I readily admit to that.
Sweet special baby my love knows no end
There is no distance it cannot transcend
Though God needed you back after just a short while
You captured my heart with your very first smile
My innocent cherub dancing on a cloud
Each day I strive to make you proud
Within streaks of sun I feel you near
And in wisps of wind your face will appear
Oh darling angel the day shall arrive
When all little children will be able to thrive
Then in my eyes tears will be glistening
Knowing you're in Heaven watching and listening
Okay, deep breathes, I'm calm again, honest, I swear I'm not a total fangirl lol. I've written stuff for fun or my own personal use but I've never showed anyone anything that I've done; I'm kind of embarrassed to and now my poem is going to be on the cover of a book that will be given to NiCole. I'm not sure how I feel about that, but right now I'm very very happy so I'm just gonna go with that and not dwell. I'm really hyper so I'm sorry if this isn't the most coherent thing in the world. Anyway I'm going to post my poem here, critique is welcome, just don't rip me apart I'm not a writer/poet and I readily admit to that.
Sweet special baby my love knows no end
There is no distance it cannot transcend
Though God needed you back after just a short while
You captured my heart with your very first smile
My innocent cherub dancing on a cloud
Each day I strive to make you proud
Within streaks of sun I feel you near
And in wisps of wind your face will appear
Oh darling angel the day shall arrive
When all little children will be able to thrive
Then in my eyes tears will be glistening
Knowing you're in Heaven watching and listening