Re: Poem by my 12 year old daughter

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Whoa, that is incredible. Very talented!

Maggie

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wow great poem

Poem by my 12 year old daughter

Folks, I was blown away when I read what my daughter wrote

Untitled by Alyx Loffer

Thunderstorms feel like soft peaceful misery

Pulling itself upon me

As I remember him

Cold air feels like sharp needles

Fighting their way into me

Smell of sweet scented grass

Moist with the morning storm

Sky...Dark, Gloomy, Grey

Much like how I feel

Thunder rolls like hundreds of horses

Galloping in the wind

And my heart, still very sore and broken

Leaves with the storm.

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In a message dated 4/25/03 10:24:37 AM Eastern Daylight Time,

sgarvey@... writes:

> Beautiful.

>

>

yes and please thank her for sharing this.

The Grammas & Keion

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Thanks to all of you for your kind words about my daughter's poem.

She did get that one published this year, and I told her that I

thought she should save this one and submit it next year.

With my daughter, there is so many things she really struggles with.

I always hoped she'd find something she's really good at, and I think

this might be it. She's always been so overly dramatic in

everything. She kindof reminds me of the older sister in the Doug

cartoon but with a lot more whine.

The only thing that worries me is how very deep and dark this poem

sounded..but it sure did capture the way you feel when you lose a

loved one.

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Amazing..how beautiful and heartbreaking...how old is your daughter?

Libby

> Folks, I was blown away when I read what my daughter wrote

>

> Untitled by Alyx Loffer

>

> Thunderstorms feel like soft peaceful misery

> Pulling itself upon me

> As I remember him

>

> Cold air feels like sharp needles

> Fighting their way into me

> Smell of sweet scented grass

> Moist with the morning storm

>

> Sky...Dark, Gloomy, Grey

> Much like how I feel

>

> Thunder rolls like hundreds of horses

> Galloping in the wind

> And my heart, still very sore and broken

> Leaves with the storm.