A Vision of Liam
by Amy McCarter
Dancing in the pumpkin patch
scents of Autumn surround
a little boy smiles
messy curls bouncing on his head
Running through the orange delight
giggling with excitement and joy
looking for the magic one
Found, he turns his sparkling eyes to me
I reach to hold his soft sweet hand
he is gone.
about the poem.
Written October 2008. I drove past a country store every day on my way to work. As the Autumn season arrived, the store displayed mums and a pumpkin patch. Each day as I passed this store, my heart ached for my little boy I missed so dearly. I could almost see Liam toddling through the rows of pumpkins. It was then this poem was born.
about the poet.
Amy lives in North Carolina with her husband and two greyhounds. Amy describes her journey, "Our only child Liam was born alive and apparently healthy on September 25, 2007, and was the joy of our lives. Our son Liam died soon after birth due to unexplained/unknown causes, shattering our world and our hearts. Art is an expression and release of my grief, and a way to honor the memory of our little man who is missed beyond words." Amy maintains a blog showcasing her Creative Everyday Challenge at Surviving the Day Every Day.