Tammy Reams Poet Free verse

Mother and the Lost Child 'Adoption'

What is life all about in the choices that I make
are they all wrong from this nightmare will I ever awake?

My heart is bleeding hard the blood slowly runs
my God what have I done?

Do I see light through the window or just my face as it reflects
the choice I have to make who's life will it affect?

My tears slowly run as I see your first breath
so tiny 'Oh so small' as you snuggle and caress

The whole world is for you hoping not to regret
but I do it for love never for neglect

You can't see me now as they slide you from my arms
but I can still hear you cooing as they walk you down the hall

Alone I now stand with no life I have planned
the emptiness of my soul I just don't understand

I wonder the streets at night with no place to call home
only grief and sorrow because I know you are gone

If God lets me stay and live my life to an older age
I pray one day we'll meet in the fields of golden hay

Life has come and gone a young woman you have grown
with another family who loves you this I am told

I know you wish to seek me for I feel the tug in my heart
as it bleeds for the baby girl I had to let go the pain is still sharp

I know you are close to finding me but here on earth is not to be
please don't cry my child I'm with you even though my face is unseen

You may feel sad we never got a chance to meet
for heaven I have gone

But remember this: Each day I looked into the mirror
and the face I saw looking back
was that baby girl and her soft breath as it blew upon my neck.

Dedicated to: My Sister Susan who we have found that my Mother placed up for adoption.

T Reams    2015 copyright

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Constance La France August 2, 2015 at 6:10 PM Tammy, such a deeply sad write, this has happened to so many girls and their babies and sadly only some ever find each other you have penned this with great sadness. A7 and thanks for visiting my tribute poem Tammy Reams August 4, 2015 at 8:21 AM Thank you for the nice comment Broken Wing. It was hard on my sister but when she found us she now has a family of 6 brothers and sisters. I feel in my heart my mother did the right thing at that time.