Being In Foster Care - Poem by Naomi Short
I've been in care since September the 8th 2003,
all because no one can take care of me,
not even my mammy or daddy.
I miss them very much,
I just want to feel their closeness and touch.
Even though they were neglectful to me,
I don't care because they are still my biological family.
Sometimes I wish I could have contact,
but I change my mind and this is a fact.
Maybe one day soon I will see,
what they really mean to me.
This is a poem about my family.
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