Baby Boy Defreitas (poem) by Rodney Evan Bohen on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on April 25, 2003

Hailing from an area ripe with Defreitas's and plai ol' Freitas's, I couldn't resist this title. Drew me in and the poem itself held me there until the end. Outstanding.

Reviewed by Trish - The Trickster

Reviewed on April 10, 2003

This is a super write. Excellent poem!

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on April 10, 2003

Oh love this one.
Peggy

Reviewed by Leysa Lowery

Reviewed on April 10, 2003

My husband's sister gave two babies up for adoption -- she was very young and would not have made a good mother. We were told they went to very good couples who could not have children biologically. I have so often wondered about these children, the cousins of my own four babies. I hope they are happy and complete -- as children deserve to be. Your write touched me deeply.

Reviewed by coni lea harris (Reader)

Reviewed on April 10, 2003

Adoption can be looked at two ways, the ones who make no bones about who you are suppose to be proud of, mainly of who you are, or you can be shamed into beleiving that no one gave a damn about you. I was adopted, didn't find out until I was 16, what was the big severt about me knowing I was adopted, the ones that I confronted acted like it was a shame for someone to have to adopt. As, I get older, wiser, things have taken a different turn, in order for me to take a closer look, thank God, and look at things, at a differnt point of view. I met my bio mother in "99" after I had already uncovered what I thought was all the lies told, hid, there were more. Now, I know why I was given the parents I was gifted with, despite their faults. Sometimes it is the best to find bio famiy, sometimes it is not, if you ever do, be prepare, it's not all stars and bannes like when you kiss the one you love and wake up to. I'm here if you would like to talk. Adoption is sometimes avery confusing and emotional part of our lives that only the ones who have been there, know what the path is journeyed. My brother was adopted twice, but he has made it past the depth of near destruction, he, you might could say, he was a silent hereo in my life, but I would not tell me that, it would give him more of an ago trip than he's already on,,just kidding, he's pretty cool, thank you for sharing some of your personal life with us, there are many of us, some just didn't have it so good, some don't even know, but the best thing and advice is for all parents to tell their children they are adopted and they should hold their head and pride high.
and to feel like a puppy picked up at the pound, that is always still with a person, especially if that is the way they were adopted, I remember my mother signing the papers and walking away. here's a smile for you, someone is thinking of you across the states, across the miles. coni lea

Reviewed by Carolyn Red Bear (The Bear Paw)

Reviewed on April 10, 2003

OOOOOhhhhhhh!!!! Rodney, Even though I was not adopted, sure have always felt like it, for I, too, am still waiting...at 41..if you know what I mean.... Bear

Reviewed by Malachy MacFarlane (Reader)

Reviewed on April 10, 2003

As usual your work has moved this reader in a way not many pieces can. Mal.