The kids presented me today with this:
A Nobel Prize for Poetry! Their fave
Describes an opportunity they miss
Each night they're here. These fearsome critics rave,
Repeatedly dissecting what I say,
And what I don't. This says I won first prize.
Me. Literary master, in their eyes.
(The poem that is linked is their hands-down favorite, of everything I've read to them. - DB)


Salon.com
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Is it Sweden, I forget.
Such wonderful kids.
Smiling here.
pastvoices, I'm glad you enjoyed them both. I've gained a couple of readers since it was originally posted (like you!), so I thought I could take the risk of linking to it.
Muse, that is a nice compliment, thank you. It is true, that they do discern as MUCH as I do, but our tastes really have diverged. So it's extra flattering that they like something I write.
heidibeth, thank you. And it's true, they do, and they are. I had just woken up from a nap, when they gave me the certificate. It was almost overwhelming.
trilogy, actually my son is the sugar lover. My daughter not so much. But she always makes an earnest effort (and I get to finish it frequently). As for the poetry, I think they really get it. I've been reading a lot of my stuff to them this year.
RomanticPoetess, thanks. Me too. They get really jazzed up by the poem taking them right to the BRINK of a bad word and then... poof. Averted.
anna1, they really are magic, even when they're just eating breakfast, or doing their homework.
catch, thanks. I like to think so!
vanessa... oh dear. You've sent me to Google again. And you're correct. (I thought Norway, but that's only the Peace prize.)
scupper, thanks for letting me know. I always like to see you here.
Kate, very, very proud.
Thanks everyone. Goodnight!
Thanks! (I went back and read your comment.)