All That I Can

The other day at work I had the line "I'm gonna do all that I can" pop into my head and I couldn't get it out for several days.
I decided that the only way I could get it out of my head was to get it on paper, so I wrote a draft of a poem and emailed it to Maci.
Over the course of the next couple of days she critiqued and I rewrote it until we were both happy with it.

I'm having some mixed feelings about posting it because it feels so personal, but I don't want to keep it to myself. I don't think that's what poetry is for...so here goes.

All That I Can

Little boy, arms 'round my neck
He's suffering pains that won't relent
Stuck in a world that's all his own
Left behind as others have grown

I don't understand the pain you feel
But what I'm seeing is, oh, so real
Little boy, I swear it's my plan
So I'm gonna do all that I can

Mother, with tears welling in your eyes
Sometimes your boy is hard to recognize
No day's the same, but still you push on
'Cause each day leads to a brighter dawn

I don't understand the pain you feel
But what I'm seeing is, oh, so real
Mother, I swear this is my plan:
I'm gonna do all that I can

Savior, Ruler of earth and sky
You know my pain, I see it in your eyes
I'm reaching out to find your hand
'Cause, Lord, I've done all that I can

~Emma-Leigh Owen (with lots of help from Maci Owen)