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.
©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.

Word of the Day Challenge #71-Untitled Poem

Beneath my feet
crystal grass tinkles
each step
another broken shard
driven through my heart
at how callous you are.
Nightmares gave way to light
beneath your sheltering hand
monsters driven
back into the woods
barred
broken down.
Bleak shawl
worn as a cowl
drawn over my head
pushed back
feeling the sun again
upon my face.
Song birds
chirp
chitter
sweet romance
on spring’s air
I came to you
tentative smile
pleading desperation
please do not hurt.
Stand upon the pier
gaze upon silver streaked waves
lover’s lament
tears mixed with rain
as I watched your hand
finally
slowly
slip beneath the surface.

©Nov. 9/19
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