Calming Motherly Qualms
“… Progress toward retrogression…”
yes, I questioned diagnosis with mixed emotions
as fear swelled over courage, striving to prevail
yet, faith in God* surmounted my motherly qualms.
Now, our special child in his wheel chair zooms toward progress
singing praises to the Lord in sign language blissfully.
*Mark 11:22 And Jesus answering saith unto them, Have faith in God.
February 20, 2021
edited on June 24, 2021
3rd place, "Bite Size Poem no.9" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier; judged on 7/2/2021.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment