Girl Poet


Today my Mom yelled at me.

So I cried until the room was a lake.


(The cartoon mother (me) is screaming Get Off The Table!) I’m certainly not proud of the yelling and I did apologize.

Still, as a writer, I can’t help but show you my parenting flaw, so you can see the artfully-crafted verse my daughter has written.

56 replies
  1. Tracee says:

    I loved this too. I was very proud of her. Both for talking to me about her feelings and for creatively expressing them.

  2. Tracee says:

    Her love affair with the written word has already begun. Like mother, like daughter. It’s very exciting to watch her gift blossom. Her play usually centers around words and making them do what she wants. I was just like that.

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