Ann Marie
Left alone, just 4 days old. Four days of seeing your face, hearing your voice, caresses and kisses.
The bond never broken as she walked out the door.
Papers signed and sealed. She had to go just a child herself. Her now shameful secret forever to keep.
My heart always empty for her, the search always vigilant.
The dream, we meet, She is still the child hiding. I am now the adult. ...
Friday 12th July 2019 7:30 pm
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