Midway through the very long graduation ceremony for the graduating class of Walt Whitman 2009 the principal announced an award that was an unknown award for the recipient (and apparently everyone else).
He said that it was a new (2 year old) tradition.
It was a recognition of the poet laureate of the year.
Then he said my daughter’s name.
We’d not heard of this award.
Apparently I jumped several inches out of my seat.
Poet laureate — Carl Sandburg came to mind. Maya Angelou too.
My daughter.
My baby.
My Poet Laureate.
Clutch Cargo Lips 
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Well done Clare.
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She obviously inherited your writing genes. Will any poems be posted?
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Awesome! Wow! How wonderful!
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Wow! That’s fabulous! Sending congratulations to Clare and a happy dance to you!
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Thanks everyone — we were thrilled.
Helen — since I’ve never even seen one of her poems (well, I did see a few a couple of years ago) I doubt she’d allow any to be posted. She does have an art video though that she needed for a college application.
Art Supplement
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Yay!!!!!!!
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What a MARVELOUS surprise and lovely bit of recognition. You both must be very proud and delighted ;–)
Hugs and blessings,
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