All my life I have looked for my destiny 
And could never figure out what I'm here for. 
Of course I love my life of being a wife and mother 
But I always felt there was something more. 
I had the feeling of not being complete 
Till one day I decided to write my thoughts down. 
I'd write about my life experiences 
And I would read it, and I'd like the way it would sound. 
My family enjoys reading the poems I write 
And decided I deserved recognition. 
So low and behold, what did they do? 
The entered my poetry in a competition. 
 
My very first poem won me the competition 
And that one was called 'The Forgotten.' 
My family bought me a special made folder for writing 
A beautiful poetry folder made of tartan. 
Now when I sit down and write a poem 
I think of how proud everyone was. 
I figured they all thought what I did was corny 
But apparently nobody does. 
                             Dianna Nally 
                              2/19/08                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    