first poem

Kimberly helped me add a picture so you could see who the 13 Up On the Hill are. This was taken in Germany in August. The 13th one in this picture is one of our many "adopted" friends of Zach's, Christian. We stayed with him and his mother, Ida, while visiting Germany. When the new baby comes in June , that will be number 13 of the Hill family.



I told you one of my passions is poetry so I decided to add a poem a week to my blog. Most of them have been written for years but not shared with anyone. I haven't written anything new for awhile but plan to do more of that now. By the way, sorry for the typo's in the last post. I am a grammar and spelling phanatic so that is out of character for me and hopefully will not happen very often. (especially since I know where spellcheck is now!)



This poem was written several years ago while I was watching my 2 youngest playing outside. We waited a long time for these two to join the family so I would often just observe them together. One day I realized I had everything in my back yard that anyone could ever wish for.



My Backyard



Everything I ever wanted

is in my own backyard.

A swingset and a swimming pool

a trampoline and slide.



A climbing gym and playhouse

a see-saw and some sand;

I skip and sing and dance and dream

my brother by my side.



In the nearby window

is my mother's watchful eye,

she sees us play together

her voice our constant guide.



She wants us to be happy

but she has so much to do-

so she gave us our own playground

a place to run and hide.



Everything she ever wanted

is in her own backyard

A family so full of love

her source of joy and pride.



So, there it is. Your first glimpse into my life and how I see things. FYI, I did get the pantry cleaned all by myself. Jenna asked me if Beth came to visit when she saw it! I wonder where Beth learned to do things like that!



Well, best get on with my day. Activity Day for the girl's is this afternoon. Until next time...