choose…

Skyward gazing, bough swept clouds

Windward wishing, reason aloud

Ponder, mournful, wistful arms

Yearn to reach, help, and warn.

 

Choices, slogans shouted high

Banners, anger on both sides

Wrestling conscience, wayward blows

“Chooses” women, secretly knows

 

“Potential” life is incorrect

Life exists, circumspect

Mother-to-be, labelled wrong

Mother is she, all along

 

Cradled life, womb- wrapped peace

Then one heart stilled, a small life ceased

Taken once, no returning

Empty silence, endless yearning

 

Problem solved or regrets compound?

Empty arms, tear stained ground.

YET

Mothers found who chooses strong

Hard, yes, worth it all along

OR

Unbridled joy, four empty hands

Receive her child and love expands

Her eyes, his smile,  hearts alight

If her arms or theirs, a world delights

 

In songs composed, passionate art

Bridges built, mended hearts

Wisely choose for life denied

Splits parallel paths, one paved in lies

 

Listen well, truth is not loud

You will not hear it in the crowd

Choices made can’t be undone

Be strong, young mother, for the one.

grayscale photography of baby holding finger

 

Author: Cady B. Driver

Cady is a homeschooling mother of three bio kids and one heart baby with Down syndrome from China.

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