9.02.2009

Iz's Poem About Leo

I found this poem while compulsively properly sorting out bags of "recyclables" that were mostly not recyclables, and which resulted from Iz and my mom doing a detritus purge on said girl's bedroom while Seymour and I were off on our anniversary trip to Tahoe. (Our girls can thank their grandmother for being able to see the floor of their room now -- Mali discovered that their rug is a map of the world!)

Iz said I could publish the poem, as long as you all understand it's not her best work:
Leo
My brother
Leo is different
Yet I love him
still. Hits, grab elbows,
chews on straws. I
cope with all of this
For I am his big sister.
Note that it's not a good idea to wipe tears from one's eyes with hands that are covered in pencil shavings.

12 comments:

  1. Wow. What a girl, our Iz. Beautiful.

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  2. My goddaughter, she rocks.

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  3. I love this. My house/kids are very different, but I do a lot of work on this front with the girls, since I have the evil twin.

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  4. Awww, tell Iz I think it's just beautiful!

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  5. Oh my goodness this is beautiful.

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  6. lovely, with a big tug on the heartstrings.

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  7. Laughs for all of it: pencil shavings, a lovely poem, and India not noticing her own rug. I knew it was a map of the world!

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  8. Our NT kids are so amazing, aren't they? Gosh...it cannot be easy.
    Love, love, love this!

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  9. That is beautiful. Was harder to read the second time through my misty eyes.

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  10. How sweet she is.

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  11. beautiful!

    she
    www.shebecameabutterfly.net

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