Welcome to my blog. Grams is the name my first grandson gave me and it's stuck. My great loves: My husband, our nine children, twenty five grandchildren, four great grandchildren, my Faith, writing- prose and poetry - and travelling , especially in our camper. My posts are eclectic and I appreciate getting comments. So, please feel free to comment or offer advice on what you would like to to see more of.
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Tubs Of Ice Cream
My grandaughter got interested in writing poetry when I went to visit.
Learning to write poetry is about learning to weld the weight of words. Reminds me of my first poem I wrote way back in Grade 3 when we were learning about killer whales. I can still recite the poem to this day.
Perhaps not the most flawless piece of literature, but that poem set off a spark I've continued adding kindle to over the years. I hope she continues down this road, it really helped me.
Oh and before I forget...I also really love ice cream :D
A great attempt!
ReplyDeleteLearning to write poetry is about learning to weld the weight of words. Reminds me of my first poem I wrote way back in Grade 3 when we were learning about killer whales. I can still recite the poem to this day.
Perhaps not the most flawless piece of literature, but that poem set off a spark I've continued adding kindle to over the years. I hope she continues down this road, it really helped me.
Oh and before I forget...I also really love ice cream :D