Poetry by Pam

I had no idea my daughter could rhyme she places her ideas on paper like mine this time it caught me by pleasant surprise for the first time I looked into her eyes and I saw the image of myself When she first captured my attention I respectfully gave a mild reaction but she grabbed and twisted until I finally submitted and she inspired me From then on I could only trust from the shoulders of those before us that faithfully given opportunity she would become her own identity and we would incite a war with words

Somehow the light extinguished I was submerged in darkness The security feature was missing I was unsure of my footing It bothered me tremendously I couldn't appreciate air I couldn't breathe I felt lost and confused What once qualified as an instrument now makes no sound as if the darkness took its voice too I tried to replace the bulb Written November 29, 2006