8 years, 4 stitches, $5K, a lot of itches

June 4th, 2008

My Poem
by Georgia

When I was a child
I was quite wild.
I banged my head on a piece of metal.
Years later I got stinging nettle.
I won a huge award.
Our dog had surgery that we could hardly afford.

13 Comments »

  1. That is so sweet. And to the point too :-).

    Els

    Comment by Anonymous — June 4, 2008 @ 8:49 am

  2. I like how she weaves personal experience into her work. A writer in the making …

    Comment by Shawn — June 4, 2008 @ 11:30 am

  3. That’s great! 🙂

    Comment by Shelli — June 4, 2008 @ 11:33 am

  4. Some of the best stuff I’ve read all week.

    Comment by Kristin H. — June 4, 2008 @ 1:28 pm

  5. How perfect! This brightened my morning. Thanks so much for sharing it.

    Comment by nikole — June 4, 2008 @ 1:59 pm

  6. Sweet. 🙂

    Mmmmm nettles tea.

    Comment by denise — June 4, 2008 @ 2:48 pm

  7. She inherited your way with words. A genius.

    Comment by Mika — June 4, 2008 @ 3:48 pm

  8. brilliant!

    stinging nettles suck. i experienced them for the first time in montana last summer.

    ack.

    Comment by Stella — June 4, 2008 @ 4:55 pm

  9. Rhythm and honesty…the makings of a great writer. 🙂

    Comment by Shannon — June 4, 2008 @ 6:42 pm

  10. Sweet and thoughtful.

    Comment by marta — June 4, 2008 @ 8:43 pm

  11. How wonderful to learn the art of writing at such a young age! Now she has her whole life to practice it and hopefully one day we will all become as good and as honest as the writing of a child!

    Comment by Catherine — June 4, 2008 @ 9:38 pm

  12. delightful. such a way with words. where ever did she get that???

    Comment by Holly Lash — June 4, 2008 @ 11:12 pm

  13. nice.

    Comment by ladybug-zen — June 5, 2008 @ 1:01 pm

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