05-24-2010, 11:11 PM
Thank you so much for your comments. Please go to my website to view the pic. You see it was drawn by my beloved granddaughter, Krystal, who died very untimely at 15, hit by a car (no drunk involved, nothing but an accident, sustaining a severe head injury, they could never get the blood back to her brain because of neck injuries too, and so many of her organs were given to others (per a former request made one day by her when talking to her stepmother), and they helped others live. Shumbach is a (or was, I think he is dead now) a tv preacher, Krystal was only about 3 or so and I had her every weekend of her life until she was 5 and then I took permanent care of her and her 2 sibs for 3 years, till mom could get it back together. We were very close; I still cannot think of her or read this poem and others I have written without weeping. Thank you so much for reading this and for liking it. When I took care of all my kids, I always had favorite poems, verse I contrived from others that I sang or spoke when changing diapers, rocking, etc. The last two lines were one of Krystal's--who as the nursery rhyme character who sat by the fire and spun? I'll have to look it up.
Sharon
Sharon