Anastasia Wofford

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Anastasia Wofford Biography

I was born in Marianna Florida, and lived there until I was 9 years old. My mother and father divorced in 1992 and my mother and I moved to Cottondale, where I now live, in 1993. I have an older brother who joined the Navy in 1993, after he graduated High School and is still in to this day. My mother married a man that I called Mr. Bill, he was a great man to my mother and about 2 months after they were married, we found out that he had prostate cancer. The doctors told him that he only had 6 months to live (I think they tell everybody that when they have cancer) . He and my mother liked to fix up old cars. They rebuilt the engine in a 1956 Mercury Monterey (I think that is how you spell it) and his daughter and her husband reupholstered the interior in Gun Metal Grey and Burgandy, it was beautiful! Of course it took a football field to turn the darn thing! ! We would go to Moultry Georgia every February or November to the car show and look at all the cars and stay the weekend. I had a lot of fun there. I started writing poetry in the 8th grade my first poem that I ever wrote is called 'O Silent Night', it is in my poems on this site. Pretty deep for an 8th grader. Mr Bill died on February 27,1999 (10 days after my 15th birthday) he lived through 4 years with the cancer. on March 29,1999 my mother was on the phone with my grandmother (her mother) like she always did around 6: 00 p.m. after supper. In the middle of the conversation my mother heard a ca-flunk and my grandmother yell 'Russellll! ' (my grandfathers name) . My grandfather was washing dishes when his pace maker stopped, and he fell to the floor. My grandfather was a big man, about 6'1 approximately 250 pounds. My mother told her to call 911. I was in church and my mother came and picked me up. I still remember it like it was yesterday. I remember saying, 'God, do not take my Paw-Paw from me! ' But God has his own ways and he took him 2 days later. If I am not mistaken, (I was young so I may be) , my grandfather was pronounced brain dead, and my family decided to 'pull the plug'. I still remember saying my good-byes to him laying in that bed. After 2 years my mother remarried. His name is Satans Spawn (Joe) . I had a 1965 Ford Mustang and he convinced my mother to sell it because and I quote... 'A 16 year old FEMALE has no need for a '65 Mustang! ' So yes... I HATE HIIM! My favorite aunt, Aunt Virginia, came to have supper with me, momma and Joe on Saturday, November 11,2001. She asked me if I wanted to stay the night and go to church with her the next morning, I said YES and she told me to ask my mom. Well I asked her and she for some reason, like he had a say in anything in my life, told me to ask Joe. He said No! I was very MAD. She died Monday, November 13 2001 in a TRAGIC lawnmower malfunction accident. We still to this day do not fully understand what happened. my poem 'Midnight Visitor' is a semi-true story about her visit to me one night about 5 years after her death. Well I will not go into deatils about how, but I scared him off and they divorced. That is a blessing because my mother then met a man named Kenneth and they married 8 months later, he is a WONDERFUL man, and he loves my mother very much. They have been together for 6 years now. Right after my 21st birthday I became pregnant. My beautiful baby boy, Kayden, was born on November 28,2005. He is everything to me, I love Him very much, as you can tell in my poem 'Last Words'. I want to give him all the things that I never had. Well, I recently (as in right before Christmas 2007) started dating a man named Cobb (Jacob) . I have known him since I was pregnant with Kayden, we worked together at a place called SallieMae (Student Loan Company) . I knew I liked him from the moment I met him, but I thought who would want to be with a woman who was pregnant with someone elses baby. So I never acted on it. Well I seen him a few times over the years, and I saw him back in September, I believe it was, and got his phone number and called him about two and a half months later. Well we hit it off and have been together ever since! He is good to me and Kayden. We are going to be getting married next year in April! !)

The Best Poem Of Anastasia Wofford

Lucky Penny

I happened on a penny lying on the ground,
With no one there to claim it as their own,
I stuck it in my pocket, and continued to roam.

As I walked down the street, singing a song,
Marcy called and asked if I wanted to hit a bong,
I had been waiting for her call all day long.

It was some good green but I must admit,
When I’m high I don’t like to just sit,
I have to be on the move, and that’s legit.

About half of a mile down the road,
I stopped to tie my shoe, and saw a toad,
“Good afternoon.” his words flowed.

“Are you talking to me? ” I questioned,
I asked this, thinking my mind had adjourned,
“Do you see anyone else out here stoned? ”

Of course I didn’t, but looked anyway,
“Follow me.” he said, and I did obey,
I wasn’t going to but he had a wicked toupee.

He led me to his house, a hole in the ground,
“I won’t fit” “Yes you will.” his voice did sound,
Like Alice in Wonderland, the experience- profound.

On the couch I sat right there,
For the next experience I did not prepare,
“Like to smoke? ! ” he said with a mischievous glare.

You know the answer to that, so I won’t elaborate,
With one hit my blood began to accelerate,
Now usually smoking off strangers, I do not advocate.

Psychedelic colors floated all around,
I reached out to touch, but was to confound,
“It’s Maui Wowui, it’s world renowned! ”

“They’re so beautiful.” the words poured,
“How do they stay up there? ” I explored,
“It’s magic, my dear.” his words struck a chord.

“Clear your mind and let it take over.”
When this happened I began to hover,
The mysteries of life began to uncover.

I could have stayed up there for hours,
Just watching the beautiful, beautiful colors,
Feet never again to touch any floors.

The toad grabbed my feet, and pulled me back,
“By the way my name is Jack Zach Black.”
Right about now I needed a snack.

I left and continued my journey,
With a smile all over my body,
And in my pocket- my lucky penny.

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