by Paul C. Binotto © 2020 Children, though they be not our own.Are so much more than flesh and bone.But seeds, and soil, to be sown. Though you may never see them fully grown,Plant them, tend them, weed them, honeTheir tools to take along. To arm themselves, in prayer and psalm.In agitation, to find their … Continue reading Foster Parent
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Discovering the Child in Father
by Paul C. Binotto © 2020 Lovingly dedicated to my foster son, Kadan. Every day is an adventure with a four-year-old – I love his amazing imagination! It’s contagious; and it thaws and rekindles my own imagination and refills me with the wonderment of a fresh new world; one for me that has long ago … Continue reading Discovering the Child in Father
Kadan
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Little man, what keeps you there?The bed-rail set so low, that you can clear,But, love of me, and perhaps, a little fear,Of what you'll find, or how to steer?Little boy, loved so dear.All quiet; only sleep's soft breath, I hear.If low set rails could keep you near,Forever in my … Continue reading Kadan
Then, It Wasn’t, But
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Then it was easier, wasn't it, but...With eyes so blind,And wide-open mind,And, heart slammed tightly shut,To the truth. It wasn't my truth.It would take a greater sleuth,Than ever I was, just to find it.To pull back the cover-up, unwind it.Then it was easier, wasn't it, but...Then I couldn't see, … Continue reading Then, It Wasn’t, But
Maureen
by Paul C. Binotto © 2012 My daughter came to me when she was eighteen. I missed her coos, her cries, her wiggles. Her bows, pig tails, her “whys?”, her pouts, and giggles. All that happened in between then and eighteen. Only four months, maybe six, before she’d leave, On her own, still so … Continue reading Maureen
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