A Mother's Dream
A mother's dream torn apart. Wishing that she could keep the ones that she gave birth to.
Two little girls so free and wild I long to know where they are. My babies are gone I lost
them because of mistakes that I made in the past. I miss when I was holding my girls. Never
will they know each other, never will they be in my life, because I gave them up. A dream
that I had as a child to be the mother that I never had, now I failed to do that for my first
two. Such a great joy that I had when I gave birth. Between the two labor and deliveries that
I had I don't know which one was the worst. The girls were born so lovely and beautiful, just
like me except they had their fathers's skin colors. A mother's dream to raise her own, yet
now I sit here sulking in my pain as I cry and moan because I lost them both to the state. I
had them at very young ages and I can't do anything but praise God that they have families
that love and care for them like I wish I could.
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