Mom Day

Thinking of Moms,
This date in May.
But never forgotten,
On any given day.

Lucky to have one,
For most this is true.
I’m very fortunate,
To have had two.

Of one I was born,
The other I knew.
To each I can say,
“I Love You.”

One is in heaven,
A place she deserves.
One’s yet requited,
A right she reserves.

Only one earned,
My title “Mother.”
But nonexistent,
Without the other.

They never met,
Yet shared a son.
Adoption can work,
For everyone.

Was it her choice?
May never know.
My Mother’s glad,
She let me go.

As time went on,
She’d have others.
If decisions different,
We’d all be brothers.

But I’m fortunate,
This Mother’s Day.
An uncertain outcome,
The other way.

Nothing but thanks,
To these special women.
And for the success,
That I’ve been given.

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