IS THIS HOW T.S. ELIOT STARTED OUT?

It seems the acorn doesn't fall far from the tree.

My seven year-old daughter must have inherited some of my writer gene. She enjoys writing poems and stories and often "publishes" them using folded construction paper as a book cover. I've told her many times what a great writer she is turning out to be, but that she never has to write another word unless she wants to and enjoys it.

The other day she wanted to write a poem to commemorate the Christmas holiday. While I did help her a little, it was less than the final product might suggest. I was so impressed with her effort, that I asked her permission to post it here, and she agreed:


CHRISTMAS
by my 7 year-old daughter

December nights are cool.
Winter Break I have no school.

Christmas lights are shining bright
in the dark December night.

There's a dense fog advisory expected soon.
Tonight you will not see the moon.

It's snowing on the mountains and also other places.
Snuggly fires burn inside so many fireplaces.

Three more days 'til Christmas. Hurry! Hurry!
Buy some presents. Scurry! Scurry!


I wonder if T.S. Eliot started out this way? I'd say Charles Bukowski but there's no mention of booze, vomiting, or cheap whores. I'm sure she'll get around to that in her high school creative writing class. Merry Christmas!