: About Me

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Hi, My nick name is Ree. No one actually calls me Ann Marie. I live in New England with my family. I love Cape Cod, the seasons,and especially the changing colors of a New England Fall. I am currently a Student Support Facilitator in a local elementary school. I work with and learn from children on the Autistic Spectrum. My writing talent comes in handy in my work because, kids with Autistism enjoy learning with pictures and "social stories" are a great tool as well. It is also easier for kids to remember rules if you put them in a rhyme. I enjoy my job because I have creative freedom there.
I have loved writing since I had my first emotion as a teen. I write passionate, fun, friendly, happy, silly, (did I say passionate?)poetry. Some of my poetry I have turned into children's books that I hope to publish over the next year. (oh boy)
My hobbies include graphic art. I am trying to find time to learn Photo Shop. I enjoy camping on the Cape in the Summer. Its a far cry from the backpacking hiking camp trips we took with my boys (now Military men). We have a daughter now and camp in a big camper with a bathroom and all the luxury of home.
My mantra for 2009 is... I am a published author... I am a published author...just awaiting my windfall... and slowly getting there...sure!

My passion is ...

Writing

I know too much about ...

Kids

My parents always told me ...

Not to spend all my money in one place.

My childhood ambition ...

To teach

My favorite memory ...

Camping at Peter's Pond

Why I write ...

It's a gift to be shared with anyone who wants to read what I have to say.

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

Some teen age program that my daughrer likes on "the N"

My first job ...

Selling newspaper subscriptions for Muscular Dystrophy on the phone

My best moment ...

Was when my first son was born

My inspiration ...

is experiences and the people I meet and love

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Good-bye, my love

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If I had met you long ago, A time when life had less to hide. A time when simpler thoughts prevailed, A pure and tender heart inside. If I had held you there to find, A deep abundant love so true. A heart with room, a place for me, Then I'd be happy loving you. If I had met you 'fore the storm, A storm so rampant in my soul. That struck so hard a scar is there, Whats left here I no longer know. If time could pass and scars could heal, A loving heart would wait for me. Of past mistakes I am not sure, Afraid to let my heart be free. I know it is not you I fear, But fear of you, that I don't ...

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