In Debra's Kitchen - Selected Poems by Debra Lee Cathcart
Once I wished upon a star, then
prayed to God from here and far
to send an angel. And when he did
I cried out, being so surprised,
perhaps the word is mesmerized.
To care for me while I cared for others,
be they sisters, Mothers, brothers
My shoulders felt too weak and narrow
to carry what I needed to follow.
The trial of a mothers' pain inspires
you to get up again, At 5 or 7, 3 or 6,
This pain became my family's mix.
And in this mix he did arrive,
To be there with me, by my side
Those nights I cried or held back tears
He held me close, relieved my fears
when I thought it was her time to bide.
The person I became of obligation and duty
had totally obscured in me all the beauty
That he taught me along the way, regardless
of what I had to say.That our paths
have changed in place, I'd like to
remain in his good grace, The Grace that
brought him to me first, will never
quench my rekindled thirst, for truth
And knowledge foremost, when we forgive
ouselves from whatever sin, the sin of thinking
that We know, and that it will absolve us so
It's only for him to know..
I no longer know anything, that I believe, so now
I wish to find my place, and thank the Lord my life
he graced with his presence and his soul and
Within that place that I become whole.