At 15

I am not going to lie, I am proud of my kids...I think they are awesome.  They can both infuriate and amaze me every single day.  I would not trade them for anything.

One of my beautiful children has a birthday today.  Below is a poem she wrote.

At 15

Morning breezes blowing through my hair

Window down with my parents right there

On my way to prison school

To meet all the hateful fools

Deciding which ones will play

Deciding which ones will go away

I try to focus on my hard school work

But usually can’t because of a jerk

Off to art and music class with all my friends

The only classes I wish would never end

The joy of music flowing through my ears

Brings along smiles, laughs, memories and cheers

Learning a new beautiful song

Trying intently play along

Challenges with finding new ways to draw

Trying to perfect a painting without a flaw

The pencil dances along various lines

Creating a masterpiece of brand new kinds

Finally packing up and walking home

Imagining my own world where I can roam

Cars honk, People shout

Sirens wail all about

Even though some people are mean

It's still a joy to be fifteen

--Ellie Bolt 2014

     

           

What can I say?  I love it.  I hope she keeps working on it and continues to improve.  Happy birthday Ellie....



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