Wednesday, February 24, 2016

by Dragon-AK at Photobucket .com
For a few years before I retired, I worked with people with developmental and physical delays.  Some were children.  It was delightful to witness the love they often elicited from caregivers and parents.  All those who loved them said they received more than they gave.

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A MOTHER


She knew the controversy but didn't
have him out of deep conviction about his rights
or hers.  She was merely indecisive.
Passively, she let life live.
She cried when he was born, then loved him.
Her child was more special than others -
magnified needs, immobile, mute, unintelligent, 
with features from a broken mold, ugly.
The world didn't welcome him, she did.
The world did not make her strong, he did.
She learned
to work for her love,
to struggle for her love,
to fight for her love,
to suffer for her love
until he died.
then she continued to live
for love.

(For Poets United where Susan asks us to write about the topic "martyr/witness".







22 comments:

  1. "The world did not make her strong, he did."
    Yes, yes! The fulcrum of this amazing poem. It is in doing what is hard to do that we meet God.

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  2. Oh this is soo touching!!
    Poignant yet beautiful.


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  3. I love your poem, and your note about your work with those developmentally delayed. I have found the same to be true - I remember the birth to a doctor's family of a baby with Downs syndrome....it was devastating to them at first. But I also watched, as he grew, how much joy that little boy brought to the family. I remember he and his father dancing, his father's face lit up with joy, one night at a gathering.......a beautiful poem, my friend.

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  4. "then she continued to live
    for love."

    Wow a beautiful, tear jerking poem

    Thanks for dropping in to read mine

    much love...

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  5. Myrna,

    I have personal knowledge of a cousin who died when she was seven years old. Most of her lifetime was spent in hospital. She brought great happiness to those who met her and was a little beauty with long dark eyelashes. I spent many hours visiting her in hospital. She left an indelible mark within us all.
    Eileen

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  6. this was truly a great poem about suffering for a good cause. thanks for sharing it with us.

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  7. This is touching, beautiful and an illustration of true motherhood.

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  8. This is so touching--and true for many--sometimes, we learn about love through pain

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  9. The world didn't welcome him, she did.
    The world did not make her strong, he did.

    Lovely lines!

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  10. The world didn't welcome him, she did.
    The world did not make her strong, he did.

    Lovely lines!

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  11. Touching, heartfelt poem. Thanks for providing a bit of background.

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  12. Love is so strengthening and sublime specially of a mother ..beautifully penned Myrna....

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  13. What a unique and wonderful poem - i hear on the news about selective screening fro pregnancy..i believe if a parent has love to give they will give it..there are also so many 'normal' children who are neglected and who need love..the fault is not with the children we bring into the world but how we treat each other..and we can learn from everybody no matter their abilities or gifts..which everybody has

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  14. I think my previous comment is gone forever...sigh...This is a beautiful poem Myrna on the Love of motherhood, a mother's sacrifice...

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  15. I grew up with a family member like this little boy. For years I worked as a nurse with children who were precious beyond what man could see and I am different because of them.

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  16. How wonderful these parents are. The sacrifice they make is enormous.I have nothing but admiration for them.I am humbled.Thought provoking poem.

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  17. This is a powerful portrait of someone who knows the true meaning of love.

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  18. Oh wow! This is so touching, heart-wrenching!

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  19. A wonderfully poignant and very touching poem, Myrna. A mother may seem to be a martyr to others, but she is only a fountain of love within herself.

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