Poems for My Son, Robert

By Tracy Spracklen

Can Someone Tell Me? 
 

Can someone tell me?
Where is my son is he lost for ever?
How come he can not talk to me,
what is his purpose now?
If he is here then how come he does
Not know me? 

I am lost for words when I see my son
so far away.
He seems to be in another world that I know
nothing of nor have seen.
Is this world that he lives in now one that
he will stay in forever? 

Why is there so much pain and so much confusion?
How come we all have to go through pain?
Will he ever look at me and say "Hi Mom" again?
How can he just live his life just looking
in to nothing?

Can you tell me is my son lost for ever?

©Tracy, Robert's Mother

Why Doesn't He Show Himself...

From day one our lives have changed for ever...

Why doesn't he come out God?
My hopes and dreams for Robert are now disappearing with the wind...

Let me have Robert my son back God...

The word MOM is now past tense...

Why Robert, Why Me God?
When I saw my baby for the first time on that day,

I just thought WHY...Why Robert?

Is Robert In There?
I cry, I think, I listen, I wonder, and I pray...

Where is Robert?
So many hours so many days go by and only small things appear...

Is Robert really in there or is he lost forever God?
I ask God to help me make it and give me strength to make it day by day...

Is the baby I had at one time there God?
I have gone through the shock, denial and blame...

What is next God?
So where has Robert's smile gone and all the joy he brought to all of us?

Why us God?
I sit and wait for anything to happen day by day and hour by hour...

How much longer God?
So if you hear me God, 
Please just give me back my baby Robert.

©Tracy, Robert's Mother

What May Come Of Their Lives?

    Some times you get up in a wonder. 
What May Come Of Our Child's Lives?

  We might ask, "What is today going to bring 
that yesterday did not?"

  What may come of our lives is what we ask everyday.
Is there anyone that can answer such a question for us?

  If some thing was to happen to us the caretaker,
Then what would become of our child's life?

  There is no answer for this for each day brings a new meaning
to the words and lives of a caretaker.

  We may cry, we may even smile and
we even hide our fears and frustrations.

 But one thing is for sure we ask our selves everyday.

  WHAT WILL BECOME OF THEIR LIVES?

©Tracy, Robert's Mother

Tracy Spracklen is the mother of Robby who survived a traumatic brain injury.  She invites readers to visit her website at http://www.robbyschiffernstbi.com.

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