His Gifts

His Gifts

I have a first-born son Who is severely disabled But he brings great gifts to me. He brings to my life Sweetness. He looks at me. He fully accepts me as I am. He knows what love is And because of him I do, too. He brings to my life Focus. He points my life in new...
I Want: A Poem Prompt

I Want: A Poem Prompt

I WANT I WANT I WANT I SEEM TO BE BUT REALLY I AM OH, HOW I WANT………….!! This week, in July of 2009, I found this poem prompt among my files. I had filled it in at a grief support group in February of 2003 – five years after Lew’s death. I had even prepared it for the...