22q11

Written to give Charlie a voice.

I've only heard of him,
the son of a friend,
sixteen years old,
living elsewhere, but
moving forward in life.
Not long in knowing her, but
an opening up, freely.

Non verbal
he doesn't smile, but
she knows, his eyes talk.
A chromazone missing,
the prognosis not good, but
he runs despite early predictions.
A myriad of other complaints, but
he runs

A male figure in the home,
attending school,
He's happy, friendly, but
he's alive.
His eyes smile,
she's his mother, no-one else
can see, but she knows.

22q11 left him in
his shell, but
in her eyes, her heart
he lives.

I write this to
give him voice,
that others may know,
listen and learn,
that they may have a sight,
a heart for others.
To look beyond,
to think beyond,
to consider beyond
realms of their
understanding.


r.m.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

This is so poignant Richard; it's so difficult to be physically challenged and still forge ahead and try to be as "normal" as possible.... most of us do not give enough attention to those who are afflicted... caring is all important and it's really sweet when a helping hand is given and it good to be noticed.... nice write..
Warmly, B