Dec 18
Did you look at my tiny botton nose,
My new born perfact face ,
Did you think to yourself That I must leave this place ,
I am not saying that you were unkind ,
Was it out of sight out of mind ,
Amongst the heart ache and tears,
you left your baby for twenty three long years,
The pain and tears don’t stop,
the pain lingers on. by Dorothy Maude