Dear Mother, please don't take away my baby.
      I'm young, alone, my husband is in jail.
      But there's a wonder in what fortune may be
      Given us, though time its wisdom veil.
      Please help me be a mother much as you are
      By being but a mother once removed,
      As I become the daughter that I thus far
      Have never been, by love and labor proved.
      And let me love as you did my own child,
      Making the best of what I wrought in pain;
      For once fate leaves, one ought to think it smiled,
      Rejoicing in what one would rue in vain.
      I would not give my child to another;
      I need you now, but only as my mother
Monday, May 4, 2009
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