Poetry

Childless

By, Karen Lee Stradford

Photo by Rachel Claire on Pexels.com

Some things in life are puzzling to me.
I spent many days wondering why I wasn’t blessed with a child
to love and nourish,
call my own,
guide through life
and provide for.

Somehow, it was never the right season
for me to welcome
another person into the world.
But, I believe that God had his reason.

Categories: Poetry

1 reply »

  1. I don’t understand why, if you think that there is actually a being called God, she/he/it is targeting you.

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