People attending a writer's conference in Pittsburgh were invited to post their poems on a bulletin board. They would all be judged and the winner announced the last day.
Mom Julie, on a whim--so glad she took the subject matter seriously--posted what I've shared below.
It won first prize. Excited and happy, she brought home no money, just a certificate and the first introduction to my life.
Sometimes I can be an embarrassment with what I do or say. Usually, though, I make her proud since I'm just so adorable, she can't stand it.
Be good and say your prayers.
Sin-cerely,
Concats on a very winning poem!
ReplyDeleteThat was some poem, Tom! We can certainly understand why you won first prize ... it's brilliant. :)
ReplyDeleteHugs to you, and your Mom, too!
MOL! That was most excellent. :)
ReplyDeleteNow, that is an awesome poem! I loved it.
ReplyDeleteConcats on your winning poem. It was a worthy winner.
ReplyDeletea paws a paws a paws ~~~~~~ conga ratz two yur mom guyz....her poem rocks......troo lee ♥♥♥ we see why it winned furst place !!!
ReplyDeletePaws up! What a great poem. We're sure humans who saw that would never see communion quite the same way again!
ReplyDeleteLove your poem! Not surprised you won first prize :-)
ReplyDeleteWe love it!
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