Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Cherish over Anguish

I was raped by a man I knew.
A plane crash killed him and his wife.
The months went by and he was due -
Little Zeb came into my life.
Some folks had told me to abort,
And I considered that a while.
Birth defective was the report;
But, the true test was Zeb's curled smile.
Zeb's handicaps need special care.
Some things he just can't think or do.
But, he has got so much to share.
I'll help him make his dreams come true.

Each day I pray to God above,
"I thank you for your gift of love."