Old Poetry…Revised

I found this original poem that I wrote in ninth grade in 1992. 

Nikki

Enthusiastic, caring, determined, happy.

Sister of Steve.

Lover of dancing, music and life.

Who feels that laughter is essential, boys make us crazy and life is too short.

Who needs money, love and MTV.

Who fears death, dishonest men and having a baby.

Who gives appreciation for life, love to those who love me and advice to those who want and accept it.

Who would like to see Paris, world peace and a world free of disease.

Resident of Burlington-the most boring town in America.

Palumbo.

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So funny. Maybe I should write an updated version–2005. Here goes:

Nikki.

Dreamer, creative, loving, content.

Mother to Jack.

Lover of great music, photography and scrapbooking.

Who feels that being a mom is the greatest gift, expressing creativity is essential, and there is no greater feeling than being true to oneself.

Who needs people to be honest, to be surrounded by friends and family as much as possible and to be busy.

Who fears death, freak accidents and cancer.

Who gives the benefit of the doubt, a shoulder to lean on and as much love and respect as others give me.

Who would like to see my children grown, my husband old, and as much of world as possible.

Resident of Burlington-STILL the most boring town in America.

Filosa.

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And updated once again in January 2009:

Nikki

Compassionate, open-minded, faithful, creative

Mama to Jack and Ben

Lover of  sewing, books, and online shopping.

Who feels that being a mom is STILL the greatest gift, that we must perservere through tough times and that the ultimate goal is to achieve peace in our hearts.

Who needs time to be creative, time to exercise, time to read, time to clean and most importantly time to play with my kids to feel successful in my day

Who fears dying young, losing my kids, and not being able to have more children

Who gives the benefit of the doubt, lots of hugs and kisses to my kids and an ear and shoulder to anyone who wants to talk

Who would like to see my boys be the best of friends, more children born to us, and Lily one more time

Resident, STILL, of Burlington …much less boring now that we have kids

Filosa