My love for writing poetry started in high school and ended there for years. I wrote my first poem as an adult in 2005 at the age of 41 after my mother suffered a massive stroke. I was devastated, she was paralyzed and couldn't speak a word. After a stroke all you can do is wait, wait for the brain to give back what it wants. The waiting was horrible and left me feeling helpless. So, I decided to write. I wasn't sure what I would write at first, so with pen to paper I wrote this:
We lost a piece of you one night,
god has it with him and he's holding you tight.
We pray to him to protect you with care,
In hopes that your voice we'll all soon hear.
We long for you to walk and speak.
In our prayers this we keep.
If it is god's plan to keep you this way,
we will get through it each passing day.
But I believe he has other plans,
so don't you worry he's holding our hands.
For each time you smile you light up our hearts,
we know you'll work hard to do your part.
We will be with you every step of the way,
and look forward to talking soon one day.