(Empathy)

…earth gasped and lost track
Of its axis
Cosmos was in chaos
Lord put aside His
floral palette and
Dabbed His creativity
In monochrome of bronze
Full steam! Sons only!
He ordained
The butterflies of my being
Suddenly changed to brawn

Since then; on horizon
Where real blends with ethereal
The bedecked bride of
Those poignant words
Still await the man
underneath my woman

Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-only-you-were-my-son/