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Memories
By: Amy M. Kennedy

Memories of a different place, of a different time
Racing faster and faster through my clouded mind
A chapter I thought I had closed forever, only to find it very much open
A heart I thought that had been mended, only to find it still quite broken
So many things have changed since then, so much time has passed
Tempo is forever changing, as time goes slow then ever so fast
Hazy memories of childhood I barely can recall, then some clear as a bell
Bitter sweet memories, some more like living hell
I have tried to erase the thoughts of you out of my head
But still the words play over and over, the words that you said
"I love you, this is what is best, it's the only choice that's fair to you
So then why is it still after all this time so hard for me to understand, even though I know it's true
Childhood memories, painful and dreams shattered
A sense of belonging, in a split second was scattered
And as the hands of time keep marching on
Dawn turning to dusk, dusk turning to dawn
I close my eyes, and try wishing the pain away
To save it for a time that I don't feel so weak, for a stronger day
However try as I may I can not erase the past, though try as I might
And I can't hold out much longer, about to lose this fight
Though I am happy now, and things are fairly calm
Still the memories in my head, they continue on and on
So strange that a part of me has fogotten you, and another part of me never will
For the day you gave me up, time for a moment stood still

~This poem was very difficult for me to write. I was given up at the age of six, and even though seventeen years has passed...I still carry many emotions with me about it. I am adopted now and have a wonderful family. I am truly blessed! Thanks to all who take the time to read it!~




 ~Live today as though it were your last but prepare for tomorrow as though it were here~
© Copyright 2000 Amy Kennedy - All Rights Reserved
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Very emotional piece of writing. To me to give up a child would the hardest thing a mother would ever have to do. I am sure that wherever she is there has probally not been a day she hasn't thought of you.
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I like this a lot.
Janet Marie
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Amy...
this touches my deeply...you have expressed your emotions beautifully. I'm sorry for your pain...and realte all to well to those childhood memories, that we take with us always...I have found much healing in being able to write about them..I hope you find this same healing and release. thank you for sharing this. take care, janet marie

 ...there are places inside all our souls...
that have never been touched...
there are places inside our hearts...
that need to be loved this much...
Janet Marie

*I miss you baby...
I love you, always.*

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My grandmother worked at an orphanage for most of her life ... the stories she could tell, of mothers bringing in children that they loved dearly ... but no longer had anything left to support their child
It breaks my heart to think back on these stories
There again ... not all children came to the orphanage in this manner ... there are stories of a different type that also break our hearts
One thing that she talked a lot about was the intense love that developed in adopting
parents as they got to know their new son or daughter before bringing them home

Rex}<{{{{o>
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I just wanted to take a moment to tell each of you thank you very much. Your kind words and generous comments meant the world to me. Thanks for making a newcomer feel very welcome. I look forward to getting to know each of your works... Take care

~Amy~


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