On Sunday’s I’m posting poetry written by my mother-in-law, Bettie Lou. Writing poetry was a form of therapy after losing her husband and then her youngest son in 1985.
I share a gift of love with you,
Out of my woundedness.
Not need love that will be returned
As a circle,
But a Gift love that forms an arch
Never to return to me.
Is that what you did for me, God?
Did you give your gift of love with
No expectation of return?
Your gift of love –
Your son on the cross
Not need love, but gift love
Christ – a gift of love speaks
To my spirit;
“Father forgive them”