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Poem of the Day For : 08/04/2015

Category: Family Poems
Subcategory: Adoption Poems

Votes: 22
Rating: 4.50

I was given up for adoption by my mother when I was very young. I came to the states at 3 1/2 years of age. This poem expresses my message to my birth mother of what I've felt, how I feel now about the whole situation, and how I would feel if I were in her shoes.

To A Mother I Never Knew


To A Mother I Never Knew,

To a mother I never knew,
From a son who desperately misses you.

There were so many times I would imagine you,
But you would never appear.

And there were so many times I would cry for you,
Tear after tear.

I have even begged for you,
On both knees,
To please come save me, Mama,
Please, please, please.

And even as the years passed by,
I would never lose hope,
Because it was hope
That kept this little boy afloat.

I would daydream about the moment
When I would finally meet you,
And how I would cry and be speechless
Just to finally see you.

With my own two eyes,
Exactly how I had dreamed,
Angelic and beautiful
And as loving as you seemed.

But I'm all grown up now
With a son of my own,
And I try to give to him
What I've always wanted in a home.

I teach my son,
From the lessons that I've learned.
I teach him that love can't be bought,
It can only be earned.

I've learned that sometimes love
Is so much harder to show than to say.
That's how I know you truly loved me, Mama,
Because you're not here with me today.

I can only imagine
The selfless love that it took
To say goodbye to your child
And take one last look.

To let him go,
In hopes that he can live a better life.
The pain must've felt
Like a dull serrated knife.

I miss you every day, Mama,
And I hope to see you soon.
But if not,
Then I'll see you in my dreams tomorrow afternoon.

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