For upon birth given name Dwight, <br />The granting of six weeks breath. <br />Whalst layin' in thine arms of mother, <br />A premi-birth no Doc could save.. <br /> <br />Paralized from waste unto toe, <br />Declairation was let him go, <br />Mother's Love strong for time, <br />she would not, my miracal child... <br /> <br />A fighter from first days' breath, <br />Useing arms for legs forward motion, <br />His destiny uncharted waters, <br />His spirit, the chiors shall sing. <br /> <br />Some Seventy-Five years in passing, <br />This Child, My hopes finds rebirth, <br />For tonight I have had to visit, <br />Stroke has chain unto a bed. <br /> <br />Upon enterance into his room, <br />He reminds me of his birth, <br />An' that ever-toneful voice, <br />God placed me upon this earth.. <br /> <br />They wrong then, they'll wrong again, <br />For I be my Mother's Child, <br />Look not upon this silly bed, <br />but upon all I have ever done.....<br /><br />Geoff Warden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/til-death-rebirth-honour/
