Sense Sonnet - Acher

Rightless

My wife and I wanted a child.
We chose that she should be the one
To carry. We are gay life styled.
A friend gave sperm. We had a son.
For years we were a family.
The love and caring did abound.
As perfect as perfect can be,
Can turn imperfect, so I found.
One day, there was no son, no wife;
Just a short note that said goodbye.
Together, they'd start a new life
Without me, and did not say why.

I could not show linked DNA,
So the law says I have no say.