Adoption Poem
by Laurie A Frisch
Saturday, May 06, 2006
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Separated from your family. Sold. This is the reality of the adopted person or the person created using a "donated" egg or sperm. |
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Some poems are pretty, like sunlight on water
Some poems are delicious like watermelon on a hot day
Some poems make you feel good, like winning a foot race.
But some poems are real, jagged and torn. Filled with hateful statements and scorn.
Some poems aren't poems - they don't even rhyme.
Neither does life, most of the time.
Adoptions not pretty, it means you lost out
On your son or your daughter and your grandchild no doubt.
If you are the adopted person it may be even worse
You never knew a time when you were not kicked out
Of your own family.
Many people say adoption is "better than" real family...interesting, but I don't think I'll give my baby up.
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| Reviewed by ~ Chanti |
5/6/2006 |
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As one that was adopted by a stepfather as a young child I can relate. I personally think that adoption is better than abortion. I know of many adopted children who are extremely well adapted and happy with their adoptive families. It takes more than donating sperm to be a father and it takes more than being a convenient womb to be a mother. Still this was a really good poem and I enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing.
Chanti |
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