Our Song
Waves drum the shore
Overgrown and primitive.
Breezes strum the reeds
Thin and yielding.
Earth's children gather
On water, air, and soil
To dance to her music
To sing her song.
A song of wisdom
Of times forgotten.
A song of hope
Of times to come.
The song is a mother's gift.
A gift to all her children.
When confusion reigns,
It will soothe and comfort.
In times of uncertainty,
It will teach and counsel.
Many hear but do not listen.
It is ours, our mother's gift.
A song of wisdom
Of times forgotten.
A song of hope
Of times to come.
Author Bio
Joni says that her imagination has kept her company all her life. She remembers putting herself to sleep at night by telling herself stories. This may have stemmed from her mother reading to her every night and her father taking over after her mother died. They say that reading to your children spawns a love of reading and writing, and Joni supposes that she is living proof.
Although she tried writing in high school, Joni did not write her first novel until 1995. Since then there have been 2 novels, many short stories, and many more poems.
Her work has been showcased in Nightstalker: Land of Eternal Night, TimeWinder, Eternity, Angel Web, and Writer's Block.
She hopes to one day, not necessarily have a bestseller, but to be able to eke out a small living at writing.
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