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*Mothers day, to me is just, another memory, gone to waste.* A day to stop and pause and remember a lost cause, only to move on, again. Because to me, mothers day is "my mother left me" day, so, not a joyous occasion. And try as I may, to hear the words, "but another is near" it's just not the same. Because while I found another home, my heart still tends to roam, to other places. And my thoughts just can't forget about the life that I didn't get, no matter how bleak. But still I try to push past, and make the smile last, even if it's fake. Because I know that someone loves me, even if she did not birth me, and now I call Her  Mom.
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May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 10:57 AM UTC
A mother lost, a mother gained. (A mothers day poem by a girl who was given away.)
*Mothers day, to me is just, another memory, gone to waste.* A day to stop and pause and remember a lost cause, only to move on, again. Because to me, mothers day is "my mother left me" day, so, not a joyous occasion. And try as I may, to hear the words, "but another is near" it's just not the same. Because while I found another home, my heart still tends to roam, to other places. And my thoughts just can't forget about the life that I didn't get, no matter how bleak. But still I try to push past, and make the smile last, even if it's fake. Because I know that someone loves me, even if she did not birth me, and now I call Her  Mom.
Mother's day isn't happy for everyone. It's hard remembering that I have another mom out there that gave me up but as any good poet I try to convey this frustration to all of you. Thank you all so much for the support. Love you guys! Smile.
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May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 10:57 AM UTC
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