Lost in a mire
for half their lives and more,
two children, their maturity halted by addiction…
…and I could point my finger at causes,
or take the blame upon myself.
I could break down in shame and remorse,
but the past would remain the same.
I could try to turn back time
and change the way their lives became;
as if I may find relief in the madness
of that aspect of grief.
I could do all these things and more;
these sad practices I acted out a thousand times before,
but they relieved me of my feeble susceptibility,
when they exchanged lies and deceit for honest fight.
Each day they draw clean swords, and slash at their demons,
and with each clash the demons get weaker.
They are retrieving their lives,
thereby returning mine to me,
and so I say, with gratitude and pride,
Thank you for all you have achieved.
Thank you for the reprieve.
A tribute to my two younger children, Laura and Paul.
The Daily Post #Reprieve
©Jane Paterson Basil