[Rose Ekerholm]

Tonya

You were adopted out at birth.
I wanted a good life for you.
I didn’t know how much it’d hurt,
and the pain just grew and grew.

On each birthday I wrote you a letter.
It seemed to help me somehow.
Like an atonement — to make me feel better,
But I still feel the guilt — even now.

All through the years, not a day went by
That I didn’t think about you.
Many days all I did was cry
And I wondered — were you hurting, too?

I found you almost a year ago!
God answered my prayers — it’s His will.
And, daughter, Tonya, I want you to know
The hole in my heart has been filled.

Inspired by, and written for, my daughter, Tonya on 7/26/06
I found you on 8/10/05 – Happy Anniversary
Momma Rosie

Copyright ©2006 Rose Mary West Ekerholm AKA Plethorarosie