Sweet Blessing

Motes of dust
dancing through the air
caught in gleaming sunbeam
laying on the floor
entranced
fingers held light
across tight belly
feeling the dance beneath my skin.
Time once was
I thought this day would never come
for well…..
age
health
wealth
all play a part in being
serene
peaceful
for implantation to take place.
I would look so longingly
at others
with bundles of joy in their arms
my heart breaking
for mine were empty
I did not feel the weight
the scent
the feel of a child asleep.
I have lost one
she bore a hole in my heart
that I strove to ignore
to deny
not her
but the pain that I felt
which no one explained
would be brutal
demoralizing
encompassing with no way out.
Now my miracle is at hand.
Any day now
I will meet
this child of mine…..
who I already love
who I already adore
who is a mystery
wrapped in a rose colored bow
that I cannot wait to snip.
Β©Nov. 13/19
This poem is based on the fact that I lost my daughter Christina 28 years ago tomorrow. I never thought that I was ever going to have a child of my own when 17 years later I discovered I was pregnant with Tember. To this day he is my miracle and masterpiece and yet I miss Christina every day.
Picture is my own.

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

55 thoughts on “Sweet Blessing”

    1. It is ok. She is more on my mind because it is her birthday tomorrow and today’s word was Miracle which Tember is. I also write a poem every year for her but this is first time I am posting here about her and explaining. πŸ˜ŠπŸ’œ

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    1. Thank you. When I told Tember this morning he asked how old would she have been tomorrow? I told him 28. He was how old would she have been when I was born? 16 1/2 I told him. Oh wow mom she would have been an old big sister huh? My boy keeps me laughing even if teary eyed writing the poem. πŸ€“πŸ’œ

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