I
received an email yesterday from Valerie Fiore, a mother who lost her son to addiction.
So heartbreaking! She was wondering if I would write a poem about her son,
Anthony. Gulp! My poetry comes from a deep place in my heart because it is
about my son and my experience as a parent. I’ve never tried to write about
someone else, a stranger, although I know that many of our journeys are very
similar. I didn't want to let her down or promise something that I couldn't
deliver. I said that I would try and, hopefully, something would come to me.
Valerie
sent me some information about Anthony, and it touched my heart. We were off to
a good start! I downloaded a photo of him and put it in my Word document for
inspiration. He was so beautiful, just like all of our kids. I prayed last
night for the words that would properly capture this young man’s essence and
his life’s journey. I sat down today to write and the words came to me and so
did the tears. I am so grateful and relieved that I was able to give this to
her.
Please
read the poem (written from Valerie to Anthony), then sign the
petition and share with your friends. Together,
we can make a difference.
Anthony’s Act
A beautiful blessing, my dark-haired boy
Sent from above, full of love and joy.
The years passed quickly, with my little cub
scout
A very bright boy, never going without.
Vacations filled with laughter, and lots of
plans
Lazy days at the beach, on Florida’s white
sands.
A normal childhood, in a loving home
This was Anthony’s life, before he began to
roam.
He reached that age, where independence is
sought
Looking for acceptance, but it would be hard fought.
Bullies and rejection, took the joy from his
heart
No longer feeling worthy, he began to fall
apart.
Keeping the pain to himself, he did the best he
could
To find a place to belong, but the situation
wasn’t good.
Slipping further away, our boy became distant
His drug use escalated, in what seemed like an
instant.
He made it to college, where things became
worse
Pills became a memory, with the heroin curse.
Hearing this news, we picked up our son
Badly needing treatment, if this battle was to
be won.
Ninety days of inpatient, gives them the best
chance
But, insurance doesn’t cover this; it is a life
and death dance.
The short-term stays were not enough, our boy
needed longer
Recovery homes in unhealthy areas, made the
cravings stronger.
We fought all we could, and begged and pleaded
Please keep our boy, give him what is needed.
After a tough six year battle, he began to heal
For eight wonderful months, it hardly seemed
real.
Laughing again, and calling me mudder
Spending time with Nick, his beloved little
brother.
A new job and car, and cooking meals for his
pack
So thankful to God, I cried, “I got my Anthony
back”.
We began to feel hopeful, that this time he may
have made it
But hope turned to despair, when I found him in
our basement.
Good-bye our dear Anthony, you are loved beyond
words
I miss your beautiful smile, and your laughter,
now unheard.
Your life had meaning, you didn’t die in vain
In your memory we fight, to save others from
this pain.
We made a promise to you, son; a solid pact
That we would make a difference, through the
Anthony’s Act.
We will not let one more suffer, as companies
earn high profits
In your name, we stand, as we try to stop it.
Written
by: Rose Barbour in memory of Anthony and all those who’ve been lost to this
terrible epidemic and those still in the trenches. Things need to change. Please sign the petition! http://petitions.moveon.org/sign/anthonys-act