Thursday, August 30, 2007

This Poem Got Me

Sometimes a poem hits me so strongly, I'm speechless. If you have a son or have ever known a boy...read this poem by Chris Ransick.

5 comments:

Judy Merrill Larsen said...

Oh, Lisa, thank you for sharing this. As a mom of two boys, now both taller than me and making their way out into the world of college and first serious girlfriends, this hit home. In a good way.

reality said...

Lisa,
Just dropped in quickly to say that I am travelling and missed all your previous blogs. That goes to the rest of the guys out there in the blogging author's world.

And I am blushing pink to have been nominated for that Nice award. Thank you for thinking of me. :)

Lisa said...

Judy, I just thought it so -- real.

Reality, we've missed you! Don't work too hard and sorry to make you blush, but you ARE nice, after all. :)

Larramie said...

It is so real and thus so unfair. Why must boys grow up, while girls can remain "girls?"

Sustenance Scout said...

THANKS for this link, Lisa. I just left a note on Chris's blog. This one really hits home since my "little boy" is suddenly in high school...and suddenly my height! K.

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Literary Quote

It is worth mentioning, for future reference, that the creative power which bubbles so pleasantly in beginning a new book quiets down after a time, and one goes on more steadily. Doubts creep in. Then one becomes resigned. Determination not to give in, and the sense of an impending shape keep one at it more than anything.


Virginia Woolf