Sonnet 319 (F73) – Intellectual Disability

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Sonnet 319 (F73)

 

How will he respond to the new voices

Reaching through the chaos in the background

Asking if he’s ready to make the choice

To come to the chair and sit himself down?

Will his soundless gestures be understood

When he senses his bladder releasing

While his morning aide rhythmically spoons food

To a mouth that never seems to be pleased?

Will someone see any ache in his heart

That moment my steps pass beyond the door

To breathe in the first breath of life apart

Filling my chest, yet empty to the core?

The best of myself, now lost and behind

Held fast by my thirdborn’s unfinished mind.

 

Intellectual Disability

(Intellectual Development Disorder)

Profound

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