As sure
As that little boy was lost
I was loved
As sure as he was neglected
I was hugged
As sure as he was left unfed
I was fully nourished
As sure as he was left for dead
I have freely flourished
My whole life
Was rooted from the start
My mother’s love
My father’s kindly heart
Foundation of my life
House and home
Love implanted
Wherever I may roam
Old age now invites me
To see the picture whole
To understand the way I came
And not forget the goal
Each day the love of Jesus
Grow stronger in my heart
Impart that love to others
As mum did at the start
Brian Fahy
7 December 2021
Erris Poetry 