March 22, 2012
I have two mothers
but not like anyone
who has two mothers

who live with them
and brag about
how much

they look like one
and how they act
like the other.

I have two mothers
but, I only
know the second.

It hurts to know
my first mother
loved me so much

she gave me away.
I wonder if it
bothers her, my mom,

the one that took
me in, that I
don't look like her.

I wonder if she
ever worries that
my other mother

will ever want
me back. I wonder
if my real mother

ever thinks of me.
I hope no one ever
loves me as much
What kind of love is that?

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hippiechick99 said...
Apr. 4, 2012 at 11:30 am
This poem is kinda sad to me. I'm sorry if this is what you're going through. I liked your poem
Nikkychick replied...
May 2, 2012 at 12:18 pm
Thank you very much
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