: About Me

Rinda M. Byers, a fresh, reflective voice, blogs about writing for children, the creative process, learning disabilities, interracial and intercultural issues, quilting, poetry, songwriting, theology, and cats.

A college-educated writer of one picture book for children, "Mycca's Baby," (published to excellent reviews in Kirkus, SLJ, PW, etc.), Rinda has also had poetry for children and adults published as well as short essays for adults.

She lives in Washington State, where eagles fly over her yard and where families play in the nearby park, with her husband, four cats and two fish.

My passion is ...

creating

I know too much about ...

children's books, quilting, Bible

My parents always told me ...

never to lie

My childhood ambition ...

to go to school forever

My favorite memory ...

playing in the rain

Why I write ...

because it makes me feel happy

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

my back yard

My first job ...

taking care of my younger brothers and sisters

My best moment ...

singing

My inspiration ...

nature and God's love

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Family ties

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My daddy's doll lay hidden away Toes and fingers missing, Face worn down with kissing, Arms and legs all out of whack, Hardly a spot without a crack, Tiny scuffed knees, holes in its head, Dressed in a dirty suit of red, Not worth a penny to anyone... Nobody wanted to play With my daddy's doll. My daddy walks, limping and slow, Hugs grandchildren by the score, Arms always open for one child more, Laugh lines, worry wrinkles, Blue eyes still full of twinkles, Strong, rough hands, thick white hair, Rocking in his rocking chair, Singing somebody's baby to sleep. A little boy did that long ago...

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