© Jennifer Lee Dunn No parent who loves their child, who wants to be with their child, who isnt a threat to their child, who never abused their child, nor intentionally harmed them, should have their child ripped from them senselessly, unjustly, and to be then alienated from their child, in some cases, so severely, as though they have died, and to be left with having to beg for any knowledge or glimpse of their child, hoping and waiting on any scraps that *might* be tossed their way. I am one mother who is exhausted from trying to cope with the knowledge that there are people so evil who carry out such cruel, evil injustice, and from having to implore the takers, the hostage holders, and their cohorts and other connected persons, of my own child, for something, anything, because something, anything, no matter how minuscule, is better than nothing at all. Facing more often than not, the abject rejection, of denial, so often given, with utter silence. I knew you first - a poem by me © Jennifer Lee Dunn Before you were born, I knew you As you grew inside me, my womb held you You heard my voice, you heard my heart beat I felt the flutter as you moved, and kicked with your tiny feet Before you were born, I knew you I had dreams, hopes, and plans for you I sang to you, prayed for you, longed for us to meet You my son, I your mother, forever yours to keep I knew you first, since before you were born, And I have loved you, and will, always, forever more.
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 10:10:51 +0000
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