Boo ::grin :: look I write thats what I do . perhaps you will like my stuff or not . any whoo I'm a married mom of 4 sons ((heaven help me)) I am 45 years of age ::hands out the smelling salts :: I have been published in Bewildering storys .com and one other place. I have stuff on a dozen EZ story bords becouse I RP in chat based RP forums AOL ::grin :: so dosent tell you to much but there it is BIOi hope you enjoy my words feel free to put them to pixel.. picture ...three demintions..form etc. lol before you ask the boys are grown and having babies of their own so yes i was a busy lady ::snort :: sadly for me three of them are blond and blue eyed and one is a red head like his mom with tons of ""angel kisses" trust me he needs them and the girls already flocked to them like bees to honey::shakes her head saving up for that answering machine:: . I love the little rotten guys ::wink :: ah well nuf said
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Comments (8)
Bothellite
Delightful... Your boys will be a constant source of inspiration and perspiration...
DennisReed
A truly enjoyable rhyme! Baby brothers can and often lead the way! That's because they get to share in the experiences of the older ones without always having to undergo the test! Hugs for you and your muses! Bravo!
antje
I love that poem! You always have such a wonderful imagination and such a fantastic way with words. Excellent!!!!! :o)
Blush
Wish my son could produce a muse like this Hon this is beautiful I would read more but I have this virus going around and got to lay down When I feel better will catch up Thanks for your kind words on my poetry Love and hugs Susan~
romanceworks
Totally enchanting poem. :o) CC
roadrunner69
As the 'oldest' of 'nine' I sure do identify. .... I think maybe us 'oldest' are clearing the woods of trees, creating a path, so that our 'youngest' don't have to do so? .... I think we get caught up in all of 'this' and 'forget' what we need and are at times? .... excellently written .... thumbs up!
calum5
What a great poem,the story inside also flowed with your abilty to captivate straight away!Excellent as all your works are:-)Byeeeeeee calum
Jalen
id just like to add that being single mom of two teen young men that the bond between brothers are very strong and carry them thru it all..i'm proud of them both..seeing as they both came to death so many times between the ages of 2-11...excellent Davina im sure they will continue to be ur muses forever..hugsJalen