Everyone knew
And she was proud
Everyone knew
She stood apart from the crowd
Some chose to keep their secret
They somehow felt ashamed
But there was nothing to be sorry for
No one was to blame
Victims of their circumstance?
Or lucky to be saved
From a life filled with uncertainty
The decision, it was brave
To put a life far above
The needs that are one's own
The ache inside a mother's heart
When that life does not come home
With every passing birthday
The reminder that they're out there
That they are loved and safe
When that mother can't be there
A testament to selflessness
A badge of honor to wear proudly
A proclamation to be made
In a steadfast voice so loudly
An issue that's been looked at
From differing points of view
Some don't mind sharing
Some wish nobody knew
But she didn't mind reactions
Exclamations that she'd get
"Really? Is it true?"
"Have you found your people yet?"
To some, it must seem foreign
Those who know about their past
Who know from whence they came
Who have answers in their grasp
It was simply all she'd ever known
The feeling was no different
The experience had shaped her
And left its lasting imprint
Always something that just was...
Not a thing that she'd co opted
A single chapter of a life she'd lived
Like everybody does
Whose title forever is and was
"I Am Adopted"
Everyone knew
She stood apart from the crowd
Some chose to keep their secret
They somehow felt ashamed
But there was nothing to be sorry for
No one was to blame
Victims of their circumstance?
Or lucky to be saved
From a life filled with uncertainty
The decision, it was brave
To put a life far above
The needs that are one's own
The ache inside a mother's heart
When that life does not come home
With every passing birthday
The reminder that they're out there
That they are loved and safe
When that mother can't be there
A testament to selflessness
A badge of honor to wear proudly
A proclamation to be made
In a steadfast voice so loudly
An issue that's been looked at
From differing points of view
Some don't mind sharing
Some wish nobody knew
But she didn't mind reactions
Exclamations that she'd get
"Really? Is it true?"
"Have you found your people yet?"
To some, it must seem foreign
Those who know about their past
Who know from whence they came
Who have answers in their grasp
It was simply all she'd ever known
The feeling was no different
The experience had shaped her
And left its lasting imprint
Always something that just was...
Not a thing that she'd co opted
A single chapter of a life she'd lived
Like everybody does
Whose title forever is and was
"I Am Adopted"

The Speakeasy at Yeah Write features non fiction and poetry.

Oh, this is so good! I'm always amazed at your facility with pace and rhythm - such a gift you have! Great take on the prompts!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Suzanne!
DeleteWow! I love the way you build to the last line. Great job.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteFantastic! Loved this, lady!
ReplyDeleteThanks Courtenay!
DeleteI really love what you did with the prompt. Really moving,
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome!!!! I love it.
ReplyDeleteYou were the JW's lyricist, yes? You really have a way with rhythm, meter, and rhyme.
ReplyDeleteLovely and touching!
ReplyDeletesuch an unusual take on the prompt - well done.
ReplyDeleteI love this so much. Such a moving piece and an unexpected take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteThis is so powerful -
"To some, it must seem foreign
Those who know about their past
Who know from whence they came
Who have answers in their grasp"
This flows so well! Beautifully written, and you handle a tough subject matter with grace and ease.
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