He wasn't 'supposed' to live..
at 23 weeks old, he was legal abortion age.
I was dying; they took him to save me...
we both lived.
From the start he was special..
a shining smile and grin that could break your heart.
He was bent, from cerebral palsy
but he walked,
boy did he!
He took to words and language like an otter to water!
He out-spells everyone, including his caregivers!
He now hangs with me, his mom.
At the Sunbury Market House.
He's got Gidget and Linda wrapped
around his crooked finger!!
Baked goods are his delight, and they bake good!
he glows that inner light,
my Shining Knight.