I am a wife, mother of three (one daughter, two sons), and nana to three (twin girls and one boy). I work full-time as a paralegal to a criminal defense attorney. I have been writing since grammar school. I would essentially write poetry about any given subject
+ more bio informationMy Grandfather's ClockAt twelve noon it had all begun,He was welcomed; a brand-new son!The air was crisp - The moon shone bright...Beginning of life on that cool March night.(With each tick-tock his time would passThere was no inclination of exactly how fast.)Already a teen in the midst of his fun,It was faint yet he heard it... More..
Poetry: I'll Be Fine"I'll be fine", I said, as a single tear rolled down my face."No need to worry about me".Life changes there is no changing that.You have to go on into life's race.I cried when you first came to meand looked up into my eyesI knew at that moment "I'll be fine"As I began to see.All the difference you would ma... More..
Poetry: PizzaPizza unites the world it seemsFar across oceansand in betweenPeople will know exactly the tastePepperoni and cheeseNothing to wasteWe added fruit - no one seemed to careAs long as it's pizzaThey'd take the dareTry it all out young or oldNo matter your ageIt's even eaten coldPizza is ordered no matter the timeThe... More..
Poetry: A WinkOne five-year old girl; One five-year old boyStanding there comparing"I can stand on one leg""I won't blink when I'm staring"One ten-year old girl; One ten-you old boyTesting out the water"I can do wheelies on my bike""Just cause I'm a girl doesn't mean that I'm a martyr"One fifteen-year old girl; One fifteen-ye... More..
A Small Group of Friends"True friends are like diamonds; precious and rare,False friends, like autumn leaves; found everywhere."These were the words so expressively written in my eighth grade graduation book by my grandmother. It, however, did not take me years of rolling this around in my brain to understand exactly what she... More..
Poetry: Behind the TimesBehind the times my mom is so,Behind the times even though,Her age in years is not many,I wish she'd learn the latest skinny.With computers; she had her bouts,'Til on-line poker helped her out!Checking e-mail - we finally taught her!Composing one - (whew) we thought we lost her!Cell phone use is limite... More..
Poetry: Help WantedHelp wanted read the signI arrived just in timeAn application is a mustFill it out but please don't rush.Be sure you answer each oneTurn it in once you are done.Make sure the truth is toldBe honest but not too bold.We will read it over and thenCall you back but not sure when.Until such time you'll have to w... More..
"I've got a brand-new pair of roller skates, you've got a brand-new key" . . .The year was 1972, I was almost six years old. Although this mustn't be my earliest memory, it is my most clearly defined. This memory is the one memory that is the "snapshot" of time frozen, with every detail finely tuned right in place stuck to be... More..
Poetry: He was a PoetHe was a poet and I knew it, even if he never proclaimed it himself. Poetry was imbedded inside his very existence. I watched it in the way he glided instead of walked. His eyes glistened in only comparission to the rays of sunlight or a starlit sky at night. He whistled (oh, how he could whistle) a sweet... More..
The best April Fool's tricked I ever pulled was on my brother last year, 2007. (I am so hoping he doesn't recall me doing so, in hopes that I can "one-up" it and do something better this year).My family is very close yet some of us have states that separate the distance between us. We use the greatest new and cheapest advance... More..
Debra L. Gambill
Articles Written: 40
Writers Invited: 3