If we learn lessons from those who've hurt us, we will indeed pass on a heritage of sensitivity to our children.
Today was my best friend's birthday. Four months ago, we were able to find his birth mother. She refused to speak to him at that time as her husband and mother were ill. I held my breath all day today, thinking this year, she would send him a birthday card. None arrived.
Your poem is so touching. The Golden Rule should apply to all our actions. Keep sending letters. Make them cheery, full of news, make him wonder if you're half nuts! Don't let his actions become your actions. He turned his back on you, you are a better person than that so you can tell him no matter what he does, you'll never turn your back on him!
(note: I love that you go to the end of the forum and pull up favorite poems! Thank you!)