Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Redemption

My son is a good man

He is finding his own way

He seeks justice

He saved a little girl



He is my firstborn son

My favorite son

My only son

I love him more than words can say


When he was small I worried so much

About all life’s pitfalls that snare the young

Be careful I said

Watch out I said

Don’t do that I said


He thought I thought he was lacking

He thought I thought he was stupid

He thought I didn’t love him

He was angry


I thought I was being a good mom

Pointing out all the things that could possibly go wrong

I didn’t understand why he resisted so

I didn’t understand why we clashed so

I didn’t understand what I was doing to his spirit


Until he told me

Until he forgave me

Until he let his anger go


Thank God


Now he knows how much I love him

And I know how much he loves me


Thank God


I still worry – I can’t help it

About all life’s pitfalls that snare the young

You will look into it I say

You will figure it out I say

You will do the right thing I say

I love you I say


I love you he says


Thank God

1 comment:

P.C. Fergusson said...

This poem makes me want to cry. It's beautiful, Sheila.