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Originally Posted By Amy

All I Have Missed

At times I feel selfish
when I sit and cry
and think about the time
and blessings that have passed me by.

I didn't get to experience
a bit of the motherhood race
and people ask me how I can miss
what I didn't have in the first place.

I ache for the chance
to dry baby tears
to pamper and to hold
and chase away fears.

I yearn for the gentle
little boy kiss
for the great big hugs
that I'll always miss.

I crave to hear sweet words
"Mommy" and "I love you"
to witness your first steps
and first hair cut, too.

I long to see that smile
the laughter in your eyes
I want to be there to hold you
after bad dreams make you cry.

I want to lay you beside me
so I can watch you while you sleep
and promise you I'll love you forever
this love I have runs deep.

I need to watch you grow
into the person I know you'll be
So, I have these memories
to sustain me.

Although I can do none of these
and I cry with a heavy heart
deep inside I know
we're never really apart.

Through all I have missed
my love still abound
I thank God each day
for you Mom and Dad, I found.

Amy L. Chenault
July 5, 2001

For Dalton- The very core of my heart.

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Originally Posted By Donna Storm

I have known Amy since she was about 8 years old and she lived with me while she was pregnant. I too am a birth mother of a boy who is now 13yrs old. I remember the pain and still feel it to this day. I am lucky as is Amy to have limited contact with the adopty family. She is a strong woman and I love this poem. Dalton, like so many other adopted children are so lucky to have unselfish birth mothers and adopty mothers who love them so unconditionally!! I wish that all children were as lucky as the children in these poems and stories!