I have a little boy again
thirty years later.
Now I'm the grandmama
and simply not the mater.
And this time no pain!
How could two little
hands and feet
bring so much joy?
My heart skips a beat.
Blessed is my life today,
Nathanial is his name.
Always will he have his way
and I am not to blame!
© Deirdre Moignard Miller.
Published in "The Silent Journey" 2004
