A Poetic Thursday Throwout

It has been a rough week for me. I haven't gotten much writing done. I had a sick kid and a person from my group home pass away. For lack of a better word life has been a bit surreal. This aside, I did get a few things penned and I had time to sit down with my child and go over what kind of a book she would like me to write.

Here is what we have:
  • epic adventure: Like the hobbit
  • two kids go in search of a flower to cure a great plague that has consumed the land
  • They meet friends along the way that help them 
  • they travel through an enchanted Forrest
  • extinct volcano
  • swamp with aligators
  • desert
  • there is a water castle at the edge of a rainforest where a witch guards the flower
  • a wizard gives them an orb that will transport one of them home
  • beyond the rainforest is a portal but it may not send them to the right time or place
  • an old lady warns them not to go through
  • they meet someone who brings them home 
  • happy ending
Now i am no JR Tolkien or CS Lewis..and I cant even fathom having a name so cool I can use my initials (hehe) ...So we will see where this takes us. I think the spawn is only excited because,"If you publish the book, maybe you can come to my school like the other authors do." Additionally, she has been bugging me to start since we sat down. I think I need to explain the fact that I have three other projects in the works..but at this point I am getting nowhere fast with those so ...we'll see.

Any way, I have been pretty long winded this week. I wrote one thing this week that I am truly proud of. It is a poem for the person I took care of since 2007. I have decided to get back to my roots and share my poetry with you. I have always felt Poetry is a window to the soul, and personal to the author so here we go. Its not much, but it is what it is.



Sleep sweet angel,
Give your pain to the light,
Where neither worries, nor troubles can find you.

Sleep Sweet angel,
You have fought a good fight,
All your friends and your family are behind you.

Sleep sweet angel,
Go find your peace.
We all know what a battle you fought.

Sleep sweet angel,
Although you’ll be missed,
We will hold you in our hearts and our thoughts.

I hope this is okay, I don't have much else to share please come back next week, hopefully I will have more for you.

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