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Jul 2019
He didn't know his birth mother
She was a pretty  young girl
She was ***** at seventeen
There is ugliness
In the world
The man was her uncle
What he did no one
Ever knew
The girl blamed it on some
Boy
Whom she said was cruel
She was kept locked away
Until the baby was due
A handsome baby boy
That was you
I love you,
Like
I need my soul
I couldn't imagine
Not having you
In the world
You are loved
As much as you
Were abandoned
You are my son
As sure as I'm your
Daddy
Your birth mother had a choice
And I'm so happy
With what
she decided
You may never know The truth
of how you were
Conceived
But none of that matters
Because
You are a son to me
Written by
Ike E Davis  55/M
(55/M)   
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     Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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