Dreaming of getting published, it starts with a bedtime story

My dear readers,

You have all been so supportive with my limericks, my poetry and my writing, without which this opportunity may never have arisen. I have entered a poem I wrote in a Bedtime Story competition with Nature Made, the vitamins and supplement people. The first phase of the contest requires getting votes, and lots of them. I don’t know how many votes I will need to win, but at this stage of the game I would like to secure 100 votes a day. Please help me get the most votes so I can fulfill my dream as a published author. Let this be just the beginning! Also I will win a cash prize of $7,500 which would be a dream vacation for my family to go visit our relatives on the East Coast. We could travel in style!

A friend of mine told me I should try writing children’s stories after reading this poem I wrote while thinking of my mother and myself as I was growing up. I found my chance. I entered it a contest. Voting is once daily until November 22, 2010. Please vote for me! I could win $7,500! Also, it will be illustrated and published.

Tell me a story

 

No, tonight it’s your turn.

Then I must study. I have so much to learn.

Read to me, write something, Sing.I don’t care.

Just tell me a story. It’s your turn to share.

I don’t know what to say.

I don’t know where to start.

Just tell me a story

That comes from your heart.

Okay I will try.

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Once there was a little girl and her name was me.

She woke up in the morning as happy as could be.

Her favorite was a lady whose name was you.

They loved to be together even when she grew.

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You teach me to read, and to sew and to cook

You take me for walks under elms through a brook.

You let me stay up to count the very last star

You buy me fresh bread, teach me to play the guitar.

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Let me love you forever to the end of the day,

The way that you do when I laugh and you play.

You are the one that made me to be me;

That is more important than any degree.

Now where did that come from? You are wise beyond years.

Please get me a tissue to wipe away my tears.

The story is not over I could go on and on.

It is late, but I love each image you have drawn.

I will tell you more tomorrow and every day after

Now it’s my turn to fill your life up with laughter.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Forever.

For always.

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Thanks!

Joyce