Briana And Forrest

I was living my life, had two children,

I'd been a wife.

I worked and played, had such zest,

when suddenly one day,

it started to come apart.

 

There was much pain and numerous surgeries,

but they were all in vain.

I became disabled

and I lost me.

 

So many times I wanted to quit,

too much pain, too much hurt,

within, without,

tears shed, lost count.

 

As I lived my hell,

I would hear pitter, patter, pitter patter,

the sound of tiny running feet

and nothing else mattered.

 

I would hear giggling

and look into the eyes of my granddaughter.

I'm her Grandma and she loves me

and oh, how I love my Bree!

 

Watching her learn to walk and talk

gave me the will to go on

and then there was another one,

the birth of Forrest, my grandson!

 

How those two can make me smile,

how they warm my heart,

yes, they make my life worthwhile.

I found a large part of the self I'd lost,

I was needed, I mattered!

 

I could take care of my grandson and granddaughter;

Read stories to them, play patty cake,

put band-aids on boo boo's,

go feed the ducks at the lake,

give my babies hugs and kisses, too.

I need them more than they need me-

these two give me the will to go on

and I thank God on bended knee.

 

2001

 

Reviews

[Michael X]

very touching, and a beautiful tribute to those you hold close to your heart, one can
feel the delightful sense of knowing love has the ability to overcome obstacles, to be
able to rise above the circumstances and enjoy life in the moment, your words are sculpted
to form, justifying your thoughts, passionately creafted from the heart barbara,
reflect your talent for moving creativeness as seeing things with positive outlook

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree with the words and the thoughts of this poem. I have my two grandsons. Thanks to them I go forward and won't give up. Last lines made this poem complete. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[SuicidePact.]

Naaaaaw such love