Happy E-mail.
Every morning I open my e-mail to see a plethora of e-mails. Several relate to work and then there are the few bazillion in my junk box that are trying to sell me everything from Viagra to sending money to Mrs. Abu in Africa so I can make a percentage off her filtering her money through my bank account. Yea, I am all over that one.
But today I received a very happy e-mail. My goddaughter Sophia sent me a beautiful poem. She turns eleven in November. How did she get so old??? Anyway, it made me happy so I wanted to share it with the World.
The Water spirit
By Sofia Bianconi
I am the water spirit.
How I weave through
the seaweed forests,
and coil around the
new born dolphins.
I am the water spirit.
How I watch the strange
creatures beyond my reach, dump
their waste in me, my
insides crumble from it.
I am the water spirit.
I am the heart and soul,
Of mother earth.
But today I received a very happy e-mail. My goddaughter Sophia sent me a beautiful poem. She turns eleven in November. How did she get so old??? Anyway, it made me happy so I wanted to share it with the World.
The Water spirit
By Sofia Bianconi
I am the water spirit.
How I weave through
the seaweed forests,
and coil around the
new born dolphins.
I am the water spirit.
How I watch the strange
creatures beyond my reach, dump
their waste in me, my
insides crumble from it.
I am the water spirit.
I am the heart and soul,
Of mother earth.
