{The Path} My Poetry

I used to write ALL. THE. TIME. when I was younger. I loved it. I haven't really written much since my mom passed in September of 2002. I've been published in two publications for poems that I wrote in High School. I even had friends ask for a copy of my fave piece {Ode to a Rose}. Being a true artist through and through, I even drew pictures to go with all my poems!

Funny how things suddenly appear - when you least expect them. I just finished photographing a gorgeous baby boy (don't worry, a teaser from today's session will be posted below) and walked downstairs to love on my babies. As I was walking toward my son, who was running toward me, I saw a piece of notebook paper, turned over. We don't have notebook paper in my house so I bent down to pick it up and it's a poem I had written in 2002, only 2 short months after I lost my mother. This is the LAST poem I remember writing.

I just turned 20 years old; My Mom 42. I lost my best friend. I felt so alone. I was so unsure of who I was and my heart hurt. I sat down on my bed and just started writing. This is what came out that dreary afternoon.

THE PATH

Walking along a peaceful path
To a new, breath-taking embrace,
Taking in life with every breath
Making the world a better place.

As opportunities gracefully arise
As a risk is always at hand,
I reach for that shooting star
Pursuing that unthinkable dream
Trying SO HARD not to leave anything or anyone behind.

I'm becoming my own woman
Working every complication into a solution
Making every moment as bright as yellow daisies
Finding TRUE LOVE.

I walk alone, along my peaceful path
In search of that perfect being
Approaching a view of a woman
Breath-taking. Sensible. Unique.

And as she gets clearer to where I can really see,
I realize that woman I'm looking at is me.

One of my 101 in 1001 is to write my children a poem (#64). Hopefully I can pick up a pen and write something for them. I'm just not sure if I'm ready quite yet....

So the suspense is no longer (except for Michele and Robert who will patiently be waiting to see 47 more images of their little man), here's Matthew! He is 6 months old and has one of the most beautiful souls. I can't wait to tell you more about him in a few weeks and share even more photos of him!