The Unknown Woman

She sits on the black metal bench, her legs crossed at the ankles. Her head is buried beneath a multi-colored knit hat... in the middle of July!

Tears for...YOU

Today, I shed not one, not two, but buckets filled with tears... for you.
I shed tears for you, the infants who've been plucked like rotten fruit;
I shed tears for you, the toddlers who are denied the warmth of their mothers' arms and the softness of their bosoms.

My Son--While You Were Sleeping

My son, as your sweet breath caressed my face and your tiny fingers spread open on your pillow, for you I said a prayer.
I prayed that you would grow up to be a champion.
I realize the magnitude of the responsibility placed upon me to ensure that your place in this world is well defined.
As you grow up to be a young boy, a young man--a man who will one day raise his own family,
I prayed that you will be strong, be courageous, and be brilliant.

Mom, for all the Times…

For the time that you carried me,

For the times that you cared for me,

For the times that you’ve nursed me,

For the times that you’ve nurtured me,

My Son

My son,
Your smile melts my worries
Your baby talk softens my heart
Your presence reminds me of the precious gift that you are.

My son,

What Do You Do?

When it seems like all hope is lost,
And your every move takes you back to your past
What do you do?
How do you begin to move forward when every step you take pushes you back?

What do you do when you can't breathe and there's no one around to give you air?
You reach out! You grasp! You choke!
You get slapped right where it hurts!