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Sometimes a mother must make the hardest decision of all and in this she shows her greatest love and selflessness.

My Birth Mom

© Emily E. Adkisson
Loving and gracious the
Women I've never met.
She made a difficult decision and
She will debate that decision for the
Rest of her life.
It was something she knew she had to do
She did it with
A Mothers Love.

She thinks about me everyday
Every birthday, Every Mothers Day
Hurt will always be there.
I would not be the person
I am today without
A Mothers Love.

I can never thank her enough
For all the pain
She must go through
To give me a wonderful life
She had to show the biggest amount of
A Mothers Love.

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Published: Feb 2006

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  • I loved reading this poem. I had a daughter at fifteen and felt that I needed to give her the best life possible and I knew that I couldn't so I did an open adoption. There is not a day that goes by where I don't think of her, I just hope she knows that I did it out of love. Reading this poem makes me think that she will understand that I did it out of love for her. Keep writing :)

    Myriah Submitted May 2009
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  • I lost my precious son Timothy. He was with me and social services got involved, he was put into foster care and then he was adopted this was painful, felt like a knife was been put in my heart. I felt so much pain the loss was great. By God's grace I have met up with my son I know there is a long road ahead but God is the restorer of all things that are lost. I love My son so much.

    Camilla, London Submitted Jul 2011
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  • I'm 19 and have just got to know my birth mother the last 3 years. Couple of months ago I gave her a poem with unanswered questions hoping she'll open up to me about my adoption. We're both the shy type, unable to have a descent conversation, or even look each other in the eye. But I'm grateful she had the courage to tell me everything I wanted to know and the sacrifice she had to make for me. How she's always loved me. It's all a daughter wants to hear.

    Bella, NZ Submitted 6/9/2012
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  • I went to foster care when I was four. I had one brother that I know of him and I got separated when I was 5 then I got adopted when I was six. Not a day passes that I don't think about my mother, father and my brother ... I always think to myself do I have any more brothers or sisters? What's my mom like? What is my dad like?

    Ashley Garrett, Huntsville Arkansas Submitted 11/15/2012
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