Wordful creation

The best thing about Christmas may be the mindfulness it brings.

Last week the Young Writers, a group of high school-age writers and adult mentors, exchanged gifts. The rules were simple: We each drew a name, and had one week to create a word gift for that person. We could create original poems, songs, letters . . . or share published pieces, or any other wordful creation that reminded us of the name we had drawn.

When we gathered to share our gifts, gratitude and pride circled the room. One student received a love poem, another a letter. One teen was given an inspirational message printed on fancy paper and presented as a scroll. Another a handmade card. A young woman gave me an artful acrostic of my name.

It is a powerful experience to receive a gift that someone had made purposefully for you. Both the giving and receiving require thoughtful consideration and contemplation. And that, really, is the best gift of all.

For the exchange, I drew the director of Seashore Family Literacy, who started the Young Writers Group many years ago. Here's the poem I gave to her:

Lost and Found
for Senitila, who knows

This morning
the young girl
wears a face
wounded by


with my arms
around her
I am wounded too
Tonight you call


I am lost
I want to tell you
I am lost too
all of us stumbling

hurt and bruised

I want to say
pack for a long trip
plot your way
but instead

we share

a map
worn from
distance and


we study the
roads to find
our way

— Drew Myron