From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V4 #76 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Saturday, June 2 2001 Volume 04 : Number 076 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: +to say or do convey+ ["marty" ] ET: Never Never Land [Katherine_Stojonic@michcon.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Fri, 1 Jun 2001 12:48:48 +0200 From: "marty" Subject: ET: +to say or do convey+ for amanda&adam, and specially all you parents of a child with special needs. + you look vulnerable and small but contented, somehow secure cradled tonight in these arms of the man who always wanted to lull someone like you to sleep is a previlige of tremendous luck and i am sure you could feel this cause i could see it within the glimpse of your eyes fear seemed it had been drained away from you down the diapers you just got changed upon before you snuggled up to me and the world around us seemed to go in slow motion cause all i could possibly think of was to comfort you + all the while my friends revelled in icecream and cookies i studied the dark colours in your eyes your untidy hair in your coloured skin searching for the light that i knew was in there and i found it when you smiled after you cried + you talked to me in that silent innocent way that only an infant can do when there's really something to convey but you cannot say + i can only wonder what did your little eyes see in me how did i comfort you was it that you were the first child that i ever got to hold, that somehow that part of my heart had been silent all these years to this form of solace that i only first now got to know and realized that i had had in plenty maybe even all along to give? + your hands are perfectly shaped detailed little fingers splaying and searching for a steady hand to hold on to only five times bigger than your's clasping around pinky with such newborn strength and willpower no one ever expected of you when you came out + you sit and jolt in your father's babybjorn when he is out on a walk and you utter things we only have to try to understand cause who can neglect you the feeble sounds that you make when there's definitely something you want to have said + your mother feeds you your hungry little tummy grateful and you become silent for a while but you need someone close in every moment in all your wakey hours to feel calm and peaceful and it's like it's just that little extra you need to spread all that speciality love around you like rays from an angel's eyes you were just not born with wings but your eyes pried open + ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 1 Jun 2001 15:43:17 -0400 From: Katherine_Stojonic@michcon.com Subject: ET: Never Never Land Hi! I'm new to the list and I thought I'd share a poem I wrote a bit ago. I was thinking of Never Never Land from Peter Pan, hence the title, when I wrote it. - -- Go hide and I'll seek One, two... Time for me to leave Guilt's poisoned arrow Pierced my teenage heart Too old for Mermaids, Pirates and Indians Please, forgive me for absorbing their beliefs They took me from your happy thoughts and pixie dust It was Them who tethered you Led me from our game Molded me into Them Bitters ones Residing in their urban cubbies What happened to Spring Cleaning? Before my final sigh; just to visit I'm here, still seeking. Numerous slumberless nights Ears strain for a tinkle of bells Eyes stare at infinite points of light Second to the right and straight on 'til -- No more (c)2001 ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V4 #76 *********************************