I took the humiliation and boldness at the age of seventeen,
It was even worse getting the words thrown at me.
You ruined my life I thought at the time,
Never thought I would want you back as days go by.
Adoption was my only offer,
I couldn’t raise you by myself without your father.
He was beat down, low life, peace of garbage,
But me; I just wasn’t ready.
I shouldn’t have let you into this world,
But I couldn’t take you out.
I wanted you to have a great life,
Something I couldn’t provide.
So, I left you in a sheet on Main Street knowing they would take you in.
I never gave you much thought,
With the abandonees on leaving you is what I fought.
But now as I matured;
Realizing half of me wonders around town,
Not knowing her own mother, it crushes my heart.
I know it was my decision,
But I need you to listen.
We will never have that connection that I mentioned.
I see you everyday and I treat you with respect,
You; you laugh at my face because I can’t afford my place.
My home is the streets,
Just think, Thank God you aren’t living with me.
I’m glad you have a home and a place to sleep,
That doesn’t mean pour pity on me.
I’ll never tell you who I am.
I don’t want to despise you around your friends.
But I am your mom,
Just maybe one day instead of making fun of me,
You’ll look in my eyes and realize,
We might just could be family.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Even when a woman may not be able to take care of her kid. I always believe that giving birth to her baby is a really courageous thing to do rather than abortion. Excellent write.