I love this picture. It was one of those random shots. Not planned and in reality a really poor photo...the lighting was off and the picture is a little blurry, but I still loved it. You see, my daughter is always singing and making up songs and twirling and dancing. She jumped up on this rock and started doing her family concert at the same time I snapped a photo. I loved how her arms are open, waiting for any possibility. I also loved how it is almost a silhouette of her against the cloudy sky. I see her up there and I think of all the grand adventures that she will have in her life time.
When I read her poem I was shocked at what a mature little lady she is. She is 10, in the 5th grade and I think back to myself at that age and I don't think I could have written a poem so profound, with such depth and emotion. I was amazed.
Her poem is titled Strong. And I think she is a strong young lady. She is also confident and sweet, happy and giggly and klutzy and kind.
Here is her poem:Strong
I look around
I can't see
The bright colors blind me
There's more and more each day
They don't understand me
They take one look and mark me as something I'm not
As they leave the stains of tears trickling down my cheek fade
the loneliness flees
And the joy of LOVE takes its place
My foundation is not shaking
In honor of my daughters lovely poem I made this page
I hope it conveys the love and admiration I have for her.
Peace,
T.


















