EMBRYONIC INFLUENCE

March 2, 1999

From days of early childhood
Until their very present now,
Memories of loving parenthood
Sustain my feverish brow.

They tell me that my Mom and Dad,
Almost lost beneath a flood,
Swam a team , with what they had,
And thus sustained my embryonic blood.

Though farm and tools were washed away,
My parents still provided bread,
Their energies, without dismay,
Performing what their vows had said.

They gave me life when “all was lost”;
They taught me from my childhood days,
That though by storms we’re often tossed,
Life still offers better ways.

Hardship often found our door,
Sickness, want, and human error,
But no hard knock, as before,
Ever made them flee in terror.

You see, they knew that over all
God reigns supreme and is our friend.
And though some trials does not forestall,
Brings each trial to glorious end.

May God grant me the grace, I pray,
In victory, or human strife,
To face my life my parent’s way
Until God grants Eternal Life.