For anyone who bothers to read the poem that always appears in the final pages of The Bowyer's Journal, the Spring 07 issue contains a poem written by my ten year old step-daughter (11 now). She was inspired by a few hunting outings she took with me this past fall and this framed poem was her Christmas gift to me. The best I've ever received and the first indication that anyone in my family understands why I do what I do! I submitted it to Brian and was delighted that he agreed to run it. As was Allie...she aspires to be a writer one day and with her first published work at 10....who knows! Thanks Brian!!!
An accomplishment to be proud of. Any chance you could e-mail me a copy for my hunter's ed classes?
Congrats to your daughter.
Sure..what's your email. I had a couple other requests too. If its ok with Brian, I'll post it here so the nonsubscribers can read.
I was amazed that was written by a ten year old! Like all good writing it said a lot in a simple yet elegant way. Very nice! Very impressive! You have a lot to be proud of!
Thanks! I am. Have to admit to getting teary when I read it at Xmas...
Steve, you have a right to brag. That was a great
poem as it was, but for a ten year old??, WOW!!
:thumbsup:
There is a Book that is FULL of Nothing but Publishers of Poetry, My Oldest was Published at an Early Age too, and she Received the Book as a Gift. I will Find that Book and Give ya what Info there is, so You can get one too!
CONGRATULATIONS to Your Daughter, and the Proud Pop!! :thumbsup:
Tell her she done real good for me please and thank you for sharing it.
Hi Steve,
For those of us who don't get the Bowyer's Journal, is there any chance you could reprint the poem here?
Jake
(who is keen to read it)
CONGRATULATIONS! Your daughter may only be 11 yo, but from the poem she wrote, I believe she has a kindred soul way beyond her mortal years!!
Steve, you have every reason to be a proud Papa! Heck I'm proud for ya!
Tell her I said THANK YOU for sharing her spirit with us!
God Bless,
Mark
I will try to post it tomorrow. Not on my computer at the moment. Glad others are enjoying it.
Nope, everyone has to subscribe and get the back issue :biglaugh:
Sure, go ahead and post it here so everyone can enjoy it.
-Brian
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The Still
By: Alexandra Fascione-Hutchins
In the still,
If you are still,
You may see things.
And then,
You begin to realize:
it is far from still.
In the still,
Leaves descend from the heavens.
Squirrels rummage for enough food
to last the winter ahead.
Birds glide from treetop to treetop,gossiping along the way.
It is anything but still.
Finally he sees it;
Brown with a white tail and spots,
Galloping over bushes,
She is strong.
But he knows he can override her
Strength.
One arrow,
One shot,
One last gallop,
And she is still.
What a great poem. I'd say the little lady has talent. Thanks for sharing. Alan
Very nice!