Mary Ann Cory is a high school and dual credit English teacher for CSI. Currently in her 13th year of teaching, Cory is married to my high school sweetheart of 38 years. A mother of five, Cory writes of the death of one son in the power of the sonnet.
Arrived you, my bundle, ‘neath April rains,
My beautiful boy with denim blue eyes,
From time first we met, yours, my heart remains,
Tiny rosebud burst forth ‘neath southern skies.
Who says August is sunshine filled? Not true!
O cursed day, day of my shattered heart,
Why forever sealed, eyes of denim blue?
Rose you were, never to bloom—so we part,
Gone are you, yet you I see ev’ry day,
Your brothers’ eyes of denim –bittersweet
Life have I—without you—because of they,
Rosebuds have I—and thorns—but not defeat,
Fourteen lines a poem—a life, fourteen years
Rosebud, never a rose, tho many tears.