Love's Expression

His anger used to ruin my day;

His childish pouting to shut me out.

The years have opened wide my eyes.

I no longer suffer to his manipulative way.

For years I have chosen to simply ignore

The rants of the anger he cannot contain.

The source that enables my calmness with love

Is the source he refuses. He won't open that door.

So Jesus, my source of love, showed me a way

To display how I love him by using my art.

As I draw I think lovingly, keeping him close.

Each stroke that I make is to cheer up his day.

I have chosen a subject so dear to his heart.

I am eager to love him in my motherly way.

It's enough for the moment to love an adult child

In my late evening quietness while we are far apart.