Son's Valentine

I remember when you were so tiny
that I could cradle you in my arms
and watch you sleep -
so oblivious to the world.
When you awoke, you'd smile at me
and curl all of your fingers
around one of mine,
and hold on so very tightly
that I thought you'd never let go.
Those same precious fingers
wound themselves around
my heart, too...
and to this day,
they have never let go.
-- Maria Shockley Erman

Hi Tony,

My name is Maria Hooley, (formerly Erman) and I was surprised when I did a search and found a greeting card poem I'd sold to Blue Mountain Arts (BMA) on your page. I run a search from time to time because different on-line magazines publish some of my poetry. I just thought it was cool and really flattering.

I actually wrote the poem for my son. I tend to write a lot of things for both of my kids, as well as some of the students I teach. I tend to think BMA cards are a lot better written than others because there is a feeling of truth to the emotion.

A lot of the stuff you have on your site is really cool.

Take care,
Maria Hooley
mariaerman*hotmail.com or mre__eurydice*yahoo.com http://www.geocities.com/mre__eurydice/MariaErman.html

September 24, 2001

A Valentine for You, Son