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Adoptive Poems - Poems about Adoptive


My Primordial Wound
Taken away at birth... Damaged to human touch... So I don't like to feel much... Me and my primordial wound. I have a hole in my chest... one that food, sex and drugs cannot sate... so please don't embrace me unless you can relate... to me and my primordial wound! You say you don't see color... but to you I'm still just another... and you...

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Categories: adoptive, depression, family, grief, loneliness,
Form: Lyric
Adoptee Victim of the Holidays
Adoptee Victim of the Holidays by Corey Quinn (Chaotic rhyme scheme to match my emotional state) As I enter the home to over salted deviled eggs, loud dogs and poisonous side conversations, the adoptive family quickly unleashes their shallow holiday greetings and stale smiles. The black sheep of the family has entered the home with the people pleaser...

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Categories: adoptive, depression, family, feelings, holiday,
Form: Rhyme



Adoptive Moms Are Great
Adoptive moms are great. Really! A special mom will come to you just when the moment’s right. They’ll show up day or night. They are truly worth the wait! Adoptive moms are protective. They’ll never let anyone hurt you. You are...

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Categories: adoptive, 5th grade, caregiving, child,
Form: Limerick
Adoptive Pain
I wish to fit bereavement that truly decays you all, but I am at loss for never mustering sentences enough when I had the chance. But I wish to care for those who did....

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Categories: adoptive, friendship, funeral,
Form: Free verse
Adoptive Mommy
“Where’s my Mommy?” Whimpered a fearful voice, As the little blind girl cried, She couldn’t understand why her mommy was gone No matter how hard she tried. It was only her third Christmas, And Mommy was the only gift she sought. Searching the worn-torn streets, she said, “Oh, Mommy!” As a tender arm she caught. A soldier girl from a foreign land Felt a...

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Categories: adoptive, childhood, family, holiday, loss,
Form: Quatrain



My Annie Dedicated For the Belief of My Adoptive Mom and Dad
. .. ... .. . . . Funny as I remember now - I went out to the animal shelter to-rescue my little Annie one day- some time not to long ago; and-from outside, on my way in I saw her - and as I walked-in and looked-around, I asked-to-God, "What-kind of- day is...

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Categories: adoptive, inspirationalme, me, thank you,
Form: Prose Poetry

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