My children are my teachers. I am amazed and inspired by how they see and interact with in our world, and how they use language to interpret and express nature through words.
One day last year I was feeling a bit sorry for myself because I have not yet become a published author (outside of business arena). That very same pity-filled day, my daughter’s poem arrived in the mail published and bound in a beautiful REAL book: a collection of children’s poems.
Opening the package, I realized my daughter is a “published author” because it’s more important that I give my total presence and attention to my children and not spend outrageous time away from them, promoting myself to achieve this particular personal goal. As their mama, I have the responsibility and privilege to love, nurture, help and witness my children SHINING and support them as they discover things that bring them joy.
It is important for my daughter’s creations to be celebrated so she develops a healthy sense of herself and her creative prowess. To celebrate Mother’s Day, I am humbled to share her amazing 9-year-old words with you.
by Twinkle (written last year at age 9)
I am a lion with a lot of crazy hair
I am a furry wild animal that is called a bear
I am a bird and a mother that is giving birth
I am what I am and I am…THE EARTH!!!
I am a tree and clear sweet air
I am your body and I am your hair
I am green grass and I am a flower
I am what I am and I am… THE POWER!!!
I am the basil that grows everywhere
I am a table and I am a chair
I am the vines that have twisted and curled
I am what I am and I am … THE WORLD!!!