My Miracle

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Umm. I was thinking. Bad idea!

You are mine
Sometimes I think I
Hate you
But I don’t. How
Can I?
You are a part of me

Completely dependent on me for

You have no name, but

You are as much a person as I am.

I feel you move and I am

Filled with awe.
My child,

Though you may never know me,

I love you.
I wish we could
Stay together, so I
Can see you grow,
Watch you learn
Hear you laugh. But
I cannot give you the
Life you deserve.
I am sorry.

But no matter what, you

Are mine.
My child, my
My baby.

Submitted: September 15, 2008

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I loved this. It was so sweet. Does it mean abortions, or giving up your child?
I kind of understand about this poem, i had to watch my friend go through the same things, I felt guilt ridden when she told me she wasn't having it, i didn't know what to do... Sometimes you just can't give advice for things like that...just offer comfort, tissues and a heck of a lot of love and care.

Tue, September 30th, 2008 3:28pm


Giving it up for adoption. Unfortunately, I'm not a position to really take care of myself, let alone a baby, lol.
I don't really agree with abortion, but I suppose that it really depends on the situation.

Tue, September 30th, 2008 4:25pm

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