Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Looking Back

Since I'm now blogging for free, I'm going through the old website and making sure I have a hard copy of things before I shut it down permanently. I won't miss spending the yearly fee to keep it going, especially since it hasn't been "going" for several years.

I had to open the site builder to view pages that aren't published anymore, and I read Melody's poems (all two of them, she now tells me she HATES poetry--how is it we're related, again??) I love the picture we took for her editorial section.

There she is, writing one of her two poems, Mystical Magic:
Mystical Magic
I love the day
I love the nite
I love how the lake sparkles
I love the mist in the morning when I wake up for school
I love when the rain comes down
I love when it is nite and the flame of a candle shines
I love the first day of school

By Melody Murray, age 7

Here's the other of the two poems she wrote, this one for Daniel:

Angel of Love
by Melody Murray 2003

I love the way he smiles
I love the way he sleeps
I love the way he giggles
I love the way he sees
He always sees beautifully
He is cute and cuddly
He is my baby

I took the poetry sections down several years ago, so I'm going to have to do a lot of printing to save them. It's kinda bitter sweet taking the site apart. It was a great outlet for me for a long time. It helped me connect with other moms way before Facebook. I write more than I talk, so it was therapeutic and fun. The blogging forum is more immediate and less formal, though, and I'm looking forward to diving in.

I'm grateful Daniel was born in the computer age. It would have been very lonely without the micro listserv, the first that I joined when he was only a few months old. Later there was Angelbabymoms, and then Molehill Moms. I've met some incredible people through the internet, learned a whole lot that helps me navigate through the disability world, and just been able to be a more social version of my introverted self without having to leave home.

Here's to change!