About the time I was just 23 and life was still fairly new for me
Because I thought I could change the world this is how my life unfurled
Casting away the doubts of others, ready to help my sisters and brothers
Doing what I knew I could do, I started my trek as if on cue
Entering the door to begin my journey, not knowing my heart would wind up on a gurney
Fostering became the focus of life, loving on children who had only known strife
Gathering them in my arms for a while, abuse, neglect, and hurt filled their file
Housing them, hugging them, snuggling and loving them
I poured my heart fully into this story, with the first little boy, his name was Corey
Just as he left and my heart was so sad, along came another and again I was glad
Kindred spirits were there- a community with others who shared this same opportunity
Love and heartbreak were to go hand in hand, and the moments passed as grains of sand
Many more children were to come and to go, and sometimes my heart was my greatest foe
No words could express or tears could explain the loss that I felt or the hurt I would gain
Open wounds would last, some my whole lifetime, and scars were left on my soul in my prime
People around me never could know how deep was the pain that I wish would not show
Questions have been asked by others you see, who want to start that same journey as me
Right they are in their longing to love, but what they will need is help from above
See, my life has been defined by this choice, I hope I carry this burden with poise
Tonight when I rest my head and I sleep, the knowledge of doing my best I will keep
Until the sun rises again, I’m thankful that God knew to work out this plan
Victory is still there in having lived fully, though maybe it has aged me prematurely
When you grab hold of a life full of meaning, on the side of joy it will be leaning
X is used to mark the spot, and in my soul you may find it a lot
You’ll see it where each child once was and you’ll see it where I fought for a cause
Zeal will get you to the right road and there you will find perfect grace bestowed
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Kayla Williams
I'm a former foster mother and an adoptive mother. My life has been one not wasted. I take strides to incorporate meaning and fun into each day. I love God, my family and friends. I like skeletons and quirky things.
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Vale Perficientur
"My tears need a minute to find the edges of my face. If you'll please excuse me." The sarcasm stabbed into Juliana’s heart. Antonia glared at her from the pit of the Lyceum as her student fought to hold back tears that had nothing to do with the pain in her fingers. “You’re better than this, again.”
By Matthew Fromm7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
This was so profound and emotional! It flowed so smoothly as well! Loved your poem!
One of my favourites to read for this challenge! Truly captured me, a heartfelt piece! If you get the chance to check my submission out I would greatly appreciate it!