Cecilia Macfarlane Poet Rhyme

Painstaking Views

A child's view:

"Why did you leave us dear mom and dad?"
"Did we do something to make you mad?"

Tears on our faces, as we see you drive away.
"Please come back, we'll be good everyday!"

Our foster mother hates us, we don't know why.
Maybe she hits us, because all we do is cry.

My sister tries to protect me, but she gets beat instead.
It's hard not to hate her, she raps her knuckles on our heads.

But I'm just 3, my sister barely six.
We don't know what happened...how do we fix?

"Where are our brothers? We miss them so!"
"How can you love us and just let us all go?"



An adult's view:

Scars of abandonment haunt our souls.
Self confidence battered and full of holes.

Hate and resentment learned so young.
Our spirits crushed, our sorrows unsung.

Trusting of others is extremely hard.
Self protecting.......eternally on guard.

Escaping the past, we run away.
Coping mechanisms always in play.

Failed relationships in abundance.
Struggling against all compliance.

Memories buried in recesses of the mind.
Lessened only by the passage of time.

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Duke Beaufort January 24, 2025 at 3:00 PM Cecilia, this raises some interesting memories. Abandonment is a form of abuse. Unfortunately, it's often true that those who suffer it inflict similar conditions on their own children. It's sad that it occurs to the young as it seems to set up brain patterns very difficult to change or reverse at a later time. I know about this from first-hand experience, and it's taken decades to fully understand what this does and what can be done to break the cycle. It's very difficult. Cecilia Macfarlane February 4, 2025 at 5:13 PM Hi Duke, for me I keep my three sons close. They know the depths of my love and know I'm here for them always. For me, I had to learn to how to love myself and thus heal from the trauma. Did you write any poems about your experience?Hugs

Andrea Dietrich March 30, 2016 at 3:11 PM this is your second most popular poem at Soup. Did you know that? Thought I would tell you! Cecilia Macfarlane March 31, 2016 at 5:36 PM Oh cool, I didn't know that, thanks for telling me : )

Len Gasun July 10, 2013 at 3:54 PM A very heartfelt write which moved me into tears. An excellent poem indeed! thank you so much for sharing & MY HEARTY CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR AWESOME WIN my dear friend, Cecilia! Cheers and hugs! love lots, Leonora

John Posey July 9, 2013 at 4:44 PM Each view has its own set of hurts. Congratulations on a gut wrenching entry... Jake

Poet Destroyer A July 9, 2013 at 2:43 PM Hi Cecilia, deep.. Congratulations... xox~ LINDA

Andrea Dietrich November 28, 2012 at 2:53 PM Just keep clicking and can't find one to comment to that I have not already seen. NEW stuff, sweetie!!!

Richard Lamoureux November 24, 2012 at 10:01 AM P.S. You did nothing wrong, you are very loveable!

Richard Lamoureux November 24, 2012 at 9:58 AM Heart wrenching, as I go through this life I come to see that in one way or another many of us have had awful beginnings. I guess the trick is to end well and not pass our pain on to another generation. I am so amazed at how resilient victims of abuse are and what amazing gifts they posses after going through the fire of such pain.

Andrea Dietrich August 31, 2012 at 11:53 AM can't seem to find a poem to reply to. Please let me know if you can think of anything of yours I have not seen. I enjoy finding new poems of yours, sweetie.

Terry L. Allen April 30, 2012 at 3:58 PM Wow Lady Wonderful write. Huggs TLee I am sending you a soup mail.

Andrea Dietrich April 5, 2012 at 11:01 PM That little child is still there inside all of us and may not speak as a child but has those same feelings. However, yes, time is a great teacher. Nicely done.

Jack Horne December 2, 2011 at 2:36 PM What a sad and heartfelt piece, Cecilia. Many congrats to you too, my friend : )

Tony Lane November 17, 2011 at 3:41 PM Keep writing CC, it's good for you. My three sisters are adopted. They went through some pretty rough stuff before they came to our family so I am feeling this for you. Sending you a big brother's hug. Tony

Dan Kearley November 17, 2011 at 10:49 AM Oh my God! Thank you for posting on my poem.For if you didn't,I would have never read these words that brought tears to my eyes.I can relate to every word you wrote.I went through the same thing.Same thoughts,same tears,same beatings.The memories are all still there but I learned to just let it all go...Holding on to the pain and thoughts makes life less enjoyable. :-) And I try to keep a smile on my face.If you would ever care to share I'm always here. Richard Lamoureux November 24, 2012 at 9:59 AM Amen Brother!!

Elizabeth Wesley November 14, 2011 at 9:15 PM So glad I am reading this incredible verse. Two sides of a terrible situation that moves the reader. Hope it didn't involve you. P S thank you for your sweet visit and kind words! :) Cecilia Macfarlane November 15, 2011 at 2:25 PM Thanks to you too : ) .....Yes it involved me and my four siblings....it was therapy of sorts to write it.

Robert A. Dufresne November 9, 2011 at 8:11 PM all too real Cecelia. Alot of that going around. PTDS happens to kids too and they get older and it can go round and round