The gift God gave my children

Sterility, the gift God gave my children

What is the gift God is giving my children?

Once when our marriage was young,

My wife asked me to help her to make a baby,

At this task I failed, though many times I tried.

This left and the empty spot, in my soul.

This left a drive to serve to restore.

Children came into and nestled, in this space,

For a while. 

Three have remained, and I serve them well.

Still, I ask myself, what of the children,

If we had created our own.

I shy away from this question now,

I shudder to think of what their life could have been,

If I were not sterile.

I still feel the drive to create.

This poetry then fills this space.

This and the children will be sufficient, for now.

Maybe in the eternities, Bonnie and I will create more.

But for now, I have the children, and poetry.

This blesses us now.