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My Garden of Hope - Associated Content

Some of the women in my poem are blood relatives and... Children of the World Adoption Agency on Wrongful Adoption A famous adoption agency that caters to the affuent is eventually exposed for illegall practices. This story is a true account of a ...

Bulletin Board for March 20 - Memphis Commercial Appeal

... Church, 4501 Goodman Road in Olive Branch, will host Lifeline Children's Services Tuesday from 6:30-8 p.m., with an informative meeting on domestic and international adoption. Register ... There is a $5 fee for each poem submitted.

Your Corner's Phyllis Johnson - HamptonRoads.com

Anyone with a Chesapeake student at home who likes to write poetry, encourage them to submit a poem to “FONT,” a local publication ... you have middle schoolers and want some input into Chesapeake’s adoption of new social studies textbooks ...

What's The Best Show On TV? Starpulse Writers Weigh In - Starpulse.com

Cate never told Baze that she was pregnant and gave Lux up for adoption. No one adopted Lux because she ... great" television, and that show is horrible), but that it's "great in the way of a poem or painting." Well, shit, sign me up.

Community Online Calendar - Danville Weekly

Young writers are invited to write a sentence, a phrase, a paragraph or a poem about what happens in the library after the ... Tri-Valley Animal Rescue (TVAR) offers wonderful animals for adoption every Saturday and Sunday, excluding most holidays.

Open Question: Can you understand my poem?

How? When? Why? Me. So Young, Same There One Look, Farewell You my mom I see, My own dad is a stranger to me I have a Life So I don't wonder and dream everyday for you, for us Bt I wonder where I come from, and not who I am What she looked like her Reputation, Personality, Beliefs, Everything I'm 14 I've made up my mind, What I make I won't leave behind. Now after you read it did you understand it? Maybe Yes. Maybe No. So Here is what it means to me... Why did she decide to do it? When? And How did she? Why was it me? My birthmom was young when she had me and so was I, she immediately gave me up for adoption. I think I have a more desire to meet my birth mom rather than my birth father I have a happy life and it's not like I desire to get out of this house and family and go find my "Real" Family I am happy where I am in life, in fact I think I'm in a better place than I would've been I wonder what my mom was like, but I don't have doubts of myself or my decisions. My birthmom was 14 when she had me, and I was 14 when I wrote this poem and I decided If I ever got pregnant *I guarantee you I won't since I'm going to wait until Marriage based on my strong Christian Faith* but If I ever did then I wouldn't give my child up. more

Resolved Question: Is my first poem i wrote any good?

A Baby's Life To Paradise As I lay here In This Womb I Wait For My Demise I must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I Never Asked To Be Born But I'm Sorry Your Torn Inside What Ever My Demise Please Don't Let Me Die If You Choose That I Must Die Than I Must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I Never Asked To Be Conceived But I'm Sorry I Gave you Grief I Must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I Ask For Adoption But If That Is Not Your Option I Must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I'm Sorry You Took My Life But Now I Dwell Paradise I Must Ask Mommy Why What Have I Done That I Have Died I'm Sorry You Have Cried But Where Were Your Cries Before I Died May I Ask Mommy Why more

Voting Question: does anyone know where i can find this poem?.?

there is a poem i found a while back....it was about a baby in heaven and god came to the baby and said it is your time my son you must come to the great tree and pick your family and the baby looked at all the families on the tree and couldnt find one so he asked god if he could look at the very top and god said yes but i must worn you, my son you will not be able to go to those families the same way you see they cant have children like the average person but the boy found the family he wanted up there so god told him now he must choose a mother to carry him and it must be a very strong and loving mother for she will be your birth mother and give you to your parents in the end.....does anyone know what this poem is called and where i can find it?.. or do you know any poems about adoption? more

Resolved Question: Is this poem too confusing? Could you tell me what it means?

I wrote this, and I thought it was pretty clear, but when I asked about this in another section it seemed to fly over everyone's heads. If you do understand it, what do you think of it? Is it good? bad? any parts you don't understand? any suggestions for improvement? Here it is, it's called 'Asleep in the Lecture Hall' I learn more in class by dozing off than staying awake When 12th grade History contradicts 1st grade math Liberty plus Justice equals a bomb on Hiroshima Til I let my sleepy mind wander off the paved path 'Cause driving on the right side of the road Doesn't mean I'm correct, it just means that I'm American And patriotism would swell my head so big That before I could even think I'd need a Cesarean Deep in sleep I met my family tree who peeked Down his roots, traced me to Mother Nature and Father Time He told me "Daddy took a quick hit and split Left his ex-wife with a cancerous tumor from too much gunshine" I guess that's why she put me up for adoption I never got a foster rock or a stepclock Just a dog tag and a G.I. row 6 feet deep, reserved for my inevitable meeting with Bedrock *RING* Class dismissed more

Resolved Question: Is this a good abortion poem?

Is this poem I wrote anny good? A Baby's Life To Paradise As I lay here In This Womb I Wait For My Demise I must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I Never Asked To Be Born But I'm Sorry Your Torn Inside What Ever My Demise Please Don't Let Me Die If You Choose That I Must Die Than I Must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I Never Asked To Be Conceived But I'm Sorry I Gave you Grieve I Must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I Ask For Adoption But If That Is Not Your Option I Must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I'm Sorry You Took My Life But Now I Dwell Paradise I Must Ask Mommy Why What Have I Done That I Have Died I'm Sorry You Have Cried But Where Were Your Cries Before I Died May I Ask Mommy Why more

Resolved Question: Is this poem I wrote anny good?

A Baby's Life To Paradise As I lay here In This Womb I Wait For My Demise I must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I Never Asked To Be Born But I'm Sorry Your Torn Inside What Ever My Demise Please Don't Let Me Die If You Choose That I Must Die Than I Must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I Never Asked To Be Conceived But I'm Sorry I Gave you Grieve I Must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I Ask For Adoption But If That Is Not Your Option I Must Ask Mommy Why What Did I Do That I Must Die I'm Sorry You Took My Life But Now I Dwell Paradise I Must Ask Mommy Why What Have I Done That I Have Died I'm Sorry You Have Cried But Where Were Your Cries Before I Died May I Ask Mommy Why more

Resolved Question: I want to get my husband a gift, like a poem or plaque because he is adopting my 9 year old daughter.?

All of the poems I have found regarding adoption are either from a mothers perspective, about adopting a baby, or the adoption taking place by both parents. Anyone have any ideas? I would write one myself, but I can't rhyme to save life! :) more

Resolved Question: can someone please translate the shakesperian poem below into modern day english?

Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg’d comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel but, being in, Bear't that th' opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgement. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man; And they in France of the best rank and station Are of a most select and generous chief in that. Neither a borrower, nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg’d comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel but, being in, Bear't that th' opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgement. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man; And they in France of the best rank and station Are of a most select and generous chief in that. Neither a borrower, nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.just up to the bit where it says: thou canst be false to any man more

Resolved Question: Non adoption related art and how we see in in relation to adoption?

Poe was brought up in another question and this got me thinking a bit. As a teen I was infatuated with Poe and until recently I had no clue he was an adoptee. There is one poem that has always stuck in my mind and been close to my heart, Eldorado. El Dorado is often described as an incredible, wealthy, mythical South American city. In fact the myth originated with El Dorado being a king who covered himself in gold dust then dove into a mountain lake. I always saw El Dorado as a person, long sought but always just out of reach, not unlike the family I longed for but had no way to find as a youth. As an adoptee it makes me wonder what Poe was thinking as he wrote it. Today it makes me wonder what pieces of art have helped others through adoption or have made them think of it even when the intent was not adoption related. What story, poem, painting, picture etc. that has no obvious adoption connection resonates in your soul and makes you think of your own adoption story? Eldorado Gaily bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. But he grew old- This knight so bold- And o'er his heart a shadow Fell as he found No spot of ground That looked like Eldorado. And, as his strength Failed him at length, He met a pilgrim shadow- "Shadow," said he, "Where can it be- This land of Eldorado?" "Over the Mountains Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride," The shade replied- "If you seek for Eldorado!" Edgar Allan Poe more

Resolved Question: adoption poems help?

there was this one poem i found it was so beautiful it was about a baby in heaven and god came to the baby and said it is your time my son you must come to the great tree and pick your family and the baby looked at all the families on the tree and couldnt find one so he asked god if he could look at the very top and god said yes but i must worn you, my son you will not be able to go to those families the same way you see they cant have children like the average person but the boy found the family he wanted up there so god told him now he must choose a mother to carry him and it must be a very strong and loving mother for she will be your birth mother and give you to your parents in the end,,,,,, it was so beautiful but i cant seem to find it if anyone on here knows what im talking about please help im crying as i think about it it was beautiful i wont to find it more

Resolved Question: is there any poems that are about giving their baby up for adoption?

i am seventeen years old and six months pregnant. i am giving my baby girl up for adoption and would love to read some poems about letting go. more

Resolved Question: No gifts, but momentos of earlier childhood keepsakes for 2 kids: 4 and 10?

Our pastor is giving an adoption party for the 2 kids he adopted. He doesn't want gifts, but only small cards, pictures, etc. to put in a scrapbook. Can you suggest a poem or story, verse or passage to give as a "gift" to this boy and girl? more

Resolved Question: I posted this poem before, but I'm looking for a little more feedback...what do you think of it?

What Is Your Right Mr. Curser?---or---I Think That Foul Should Fly the Coop I find I’m often left in want of a simple explanation As to why expressions change in times of exasperation. Why must people utter such malicious maledictions? If all were left to me, I would stiffen the restrictions. Likewise disconcerting, I have found that as of late, These words have metamorphosed to mean good, bad, love, or hate. It’s hard enough as is, in society’s confusion, Without these expletive’s dispersion and diffusion. So a statement I will make, to the man or woman curser: Leave the fouls behind you, it’s all the better; none the worser. And if you find your word-stock to be waxing rather brief, Through the glossary or dictionary or thesaurus you should leaf. Still I hear divulged by some; they miss their rancid ways, Coining them so dearly as their beloved ‘good old days’. If words of harshness and of brashness are still exigently needed, Your lack of vulgar language; no way has this impeded. If you wish to call a person foolish, use simply: injudicious. For mean there’s: nasty, callous, knavish, vile, and pernicious. Still there are so many more that here I’ve left unlisted, For I place full confidence you can find them unassisted. In all occasion you can have a plethora of options. Just think of all those unused words waiting for adoptions. Pepper in some color to your daily oral chores, And open those forgotten and neglected vocab. doors Yet there are some scoffers who like their words four-lettered, They’d please to keep me voiceless and my vocals zipped and fettered. Cause who am I to speak when words like ‘worser’, I have used? Well you see your words are coarse, and mine have but amused. more

Resolved Question: What do you think about this poem written my a first mother?

Seems one event Set the pace for my life You see, I was a Mother Before I was anyone's wife Not of a child I could kiss, hug and hold Just keep in my heart And treasure like gold Days seemed like weeks Months were like years Thought I would drown In an ocean of tears Child of my youth Always in my dreams They said I'd forget I didn't, it seems Spending my life Searching in faces Everywhere I went All kinds of places Trying to fill That void in my heart Wanting to search Not knowing where to start © Lezli Adams http://poetry.adoption.com/poems/expressing-feelings.html more

Voting Question: can you tell me if this poem is okay? its about adoption.?

Who am I? Where am I from? Who was my Dad? Who was my Mom? Was I the first? Was I the last? Where was my beginning? What was my past? Did she even love me? Was he ever there? Did I have loving arms around me, to hug and to care? Were hopes and dreams soon coming true? Or was it just a mistake for you? Why don’t you find me? Am I not worth your time? Would keeping me have been such a crime? Did you think that I would always be so cheerful? How can you not know that I am tearful? Why did you give me away? Did you not know I’d turn out this way? Did you care for me a little bit? Is it because you couldn’t commit? Was I truly bad? Was I really a pain? Did you leave because you have much more to gain? Why did you leave me alone, without a guiding light? Why didn’t you act like a soldier, fighting for your rights? Isn't a mother’s love believed to be undying? Do you not know, that deep down, I’m crying? You will never know what I had to go through, And even though I meant what I said, I still love you. tell me what you think and tell me what you think of the rhyming and if i should change anything. i dont really like the 4th stanza as much. more

Resolved Question: What do you think of these adoption poems?

I found these on a site that sells "Born in My Heart" jewelry. I have copied and pasted directly from the site. (http://foreveradoptionjewelryandtreasures.com/Sterling.html) 1) Birthmother Poem: We Promise There are no words to explain The feelings we have for you. Thank you for this precious child- A mother's love is like no other. We promise all our love For the rest of our days on this earth. We will cherish our baby And always thank you for bringing him/her into this world. c Christine LaChow 2008 2) Born In My Heart Born in my heart Entwined in my soul You were meant for me To protect in this world. Never thought I could love Another person this much I will never love anyone As much as I love you You, who were not born to me You, who were meant for me Who can say which is the greater love? c Christine LaChow 2007I hate these "poems." I think they're gross and overly entitled-sounding. Particularly the part in the "Birthmother Poem" where the parent says 'OUR child.' Um, excuse me? The child is the child of ALL of the parents, not just the adoptive ones. Gag me.Whoops! I mean 'OUR baby.' more

Resolved Question: Are these good poems?

It is about adoption and i need some help for a closing stanza i really need your help! also it would be a great help if you think a different word would be better! I have a little boy, Ryan is his name, It’s hard to believe, because we don’t look the same. Each day he learns something he new Where he got his smarts, I have no clue. It’s been one year since he came to me, His growing is all that I can ever see. I never knew my love for someone could be so strong, My little boy taught me that I was wrong. There are always times when he was bad, If I lived without him, I would be sad. I thank God that he was brought into my life, If I knew I could have another try, I wouldn’t think twice. AND I feel as if I’d always known you; I’m curious, do we look alike? Do I have your smile, your brown eyes, and your passion for life? Do you wish to find me Mom? I do, I ache to find you. There was love between you and dad, the magic in the air Before you knew it, you had a little baby named Claire. The magic around you didn’t make him stay, The day he left; it made all your sunny days gray. You knew you had to give me away You needed someone to take care of you Someone who will be by your side, without delay For this i need a closing stanza and a first sentence for the 3rd stanza Thank you guys soo much for your help!! more

Resolved Question: poem for the lost help me to find?

i found this poem a couple of yrs. ago whenever i think of the son i gave up for adoption i read it and think of him, i goes like this i dropped a tear in ocean the day i find it will be the day i stop missing you this poem is for a boy mothers maiden name fisk if you know this boy please rely more

Resolved Question: what poetic devices are used in this poem?

A Journey of Treasure by Raymond A. Foss Like the Magi, We are each on the journey a quest for the king Ourselves the treasure, the metal, the myrrh, the offering Following a star, a hope A search for epiphany, life changing meaning, through loving adoption by the living God. i just need to know what devices are in that like simile, personification, etc. and please explain why. thanks sooo much!=] more

Resolved Question: Do you like my funny poem?

What Is Your Right Mr. Curser? ---or--- I Think That Foul Should Fly the Coop I find I’m often left in want of a simple explanation As to why expressions change in times of exasperation. Why must people utter such malicious maledictions? If all were left to me, I would stiffen the restrictions. Likewise disconcerting, I have found that as of late, These words have metamorphosed to mean good, bad, love, or hate. It’s hard enough as is, in society’s confusion, Without these expletive’s dispersion and diffusion. So a statement I will make, to the man or woman curser: Leave the fouls behind you, it’s all the better; none the worser. And if you find your word-stock to be waxing rather brief, Through the glossary or dictionary or thesaurus you should leaf. Still I hear divulged by some, they miss their rancid ways, Coining them so dearly as their beloved ‘good old days’. If words of harshness and of brashness are still exigently needed, Your lack of vulgar language; no way has this impeded. If you wish to call a person foolish, use simply: injudicious. For mean there’s: nasty, callous, knavish, vile, and pernicious. Still there are so many more that here I’ve left unlisted, For I place full confidence you can find them unassisted. In all occasion you can have a plethora of options. Just think of all those unused words waiting for adoptions. Pepper in some color to your daily oral chores, And open those forgotten and neglected vocab. doors Yet there are some scoffers who like their words four-lettered, They’d please to keep me voiceless and my vocals zipped and fettered. Cause who am I to speak when words like ‘worser’, I have used? Well you see your words are coarse, and mine have but amused.It's about "not" using "certain" vocabulary, and replacing it with better choices. Both spicing it up, and smoothing it over : ) more

Resolved Question: hey my older brother is getting married in may and today at church he asked me if i would like to read a poem?

i need some help this is what i have so far.............. if life were a painting ot wouild be one giant collage made interesting because of all the precious bit and pieces others have posted on our blank page. without ( my brother) i would never be where i am today.... although i dont always show my apreciation i am glad that ( future sis in law) is the one you are marrying..... I love to see you happy and she makes you happy...it seems like yesterday we were kids playing games on sunday afternoons....time flys bye...better slow down, dont dance so fast, time is short the music wont last. we have great memories its time to make new ones.................................. this is the pat im stuck on???? just to let you know i live with my brother after our parents put us up for adoption any help please!!!!!!! more

Resolved Question: What aspects of this poem contribute (or what you need) to being a man - 10 points!?

Lord Polonius (excerpt from Hamlet by William Shakespeare) Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stay'd for. There; my blessing with thee! And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel, but being in, Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Are of a most select and generous chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all: to thine ownself be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. Farewell: my blessing season this in thee! more

Resolved Question: Foster care/ adoption poem by yours truly. What do you think?

If I spoke, would anyone hear me? would anyone care? If I cried, would someone wipe my tears? would someone brush the tears away? If I walked, miles and miles to get food, would someone take it? If I were happy, would anyone be happy with me? or would I celebrate alone? If I had a family, would I be loved? Would someone care? If I was taken away from my family, would someone call the police? no one did. ---- Now I am back with my happy family. I know the ending is dumb but if anyone can help me with it, suggestions, suggestions. This isn't my best writing. I wouldn't put my best writing on the internet, I don't want someone to steal it you know. :-) -Tempe :-) more

Resolved Question: How is my introductory parargraph?

I'm writing a Controversial Issue Paper for my Honors English 1 class. The requiremmen tsfor the introductory paragraph are: Use a quote or proverb, tell a story, explain a conflict.....(I chose Quote). (Discuss the problem) End your intro with a thesis (why this problem should be addressed or changed) ^^Thats it, here's my introductory paragraph. Criticism, suggestions, and rating is appreciated. (I'm in 9th grade) “They could not forget the wrong I did and said they had enough. So they took me to a clinic where the smell alone put fear into my trembling body, but my cries they did not hear. For they turned and walked out through the door, without a hug or pat. I wonder if they will forget, and forgive me, when they come back? I'm strapped onto a table and they're shaving my front leg. I think I'm getting a needle now, I feel it in my vein... And why do I feel so lonely, without them comforting me? And why do I feel so sleepy? Oh please God, let them forgive me.” A passage from a well-known poem “A Dog on a Euthanasia Table”, written by an anonymous author, explains the feelings and thoughts of a dog being destroyed. While researching this topic I have come to know countless stories of similar situations, where people simply can not handle their dog anymore and instead of putting them up for adoption, they have them destroyed. This is not a humane solution to their problem, yet people do it all the time, it must be stopped.Oh, and I am only against healthy-animal euthnasia, I am all for putting a animal in pain out of it's misery. more

Resolved Question: is there any adoption poems?

i am very young, and found out i was pregnant. i am about 20 weeks pregnant, and i have decided to give the baby a life and give him to a family that would love it. my church wanted me to read an adoption poem, and give it to my child, and let him read it when hes a little older. is there any website or author that has touching adoption poems? please and thank you. and please, no rude comments.i love my child, and i can be a good mother. i just want my child to have a mother and a father. i still have to go to school. i was adopted myself, and i am very thankful. so shut your mouth about how adoption is a wrong choice.please people. i love my child. and thats why im going through with this. i dont want my kid to suffer neglect while im away at school. millions of couples would love to have a kid of their own, but sometimes it doesnt work out. so i want to bring this blessing in their home. more

Voting Question: I moved away from my mom a year ago and wanna send her a good poem for christmas?

I live in fl and she is in MI and its really hard on both of us. I wanna make her a gift with lots of pics of us and a good poem, maybe about the distance will never matter or a daughters love for her mother. I was looking for a poem about adoption.. my love for her b.c I am adopted but got nothing.. any help?p.s. she adopted me. more

Voting Question: Improved poem, could you just have a read?

Hello there this is a poem, please read through it before you read the bottom and post your initial thought of it, what it seems to give the impression of, also tell me anything unusual you notice... BTW the bit about Pam is because she convinced me her dad had been in affair with Pamela Anderson in the 90s, dont worry inside joke, not crucial A friendship is not just for Christmas For what you have done I would just like to say a little thanks, You and your silly adoption pranks! You have helped me so much, and I'm so glad you did, So tell me, are Pam and your dad planning on having a kid? I know I have been a right pain for some time now, But poetry is the only way I could think of to demonstrate how, I don’t normally find it hard explaining these things, This is just a little gesture to show what your personality brings. Each year, the changing seasons come and go, Without you, I feel as if my life may plateau, Never would I wish for a moon without your bless, But hey, shush, keep this secret – don’t confess, Thank heavens you did not leave me alone, Instead, you nurtured me like your own precious stone, Fickle and weak I may have self deemed, But you waited for me, you smiled and gleamed. In time of need, you were sat waiting there, Luring out my sorrows as I sat slumpted at my office chair, Out-going as you are, and helping with so much, Vallicate, not once have I the view of your gentle touch, Enrichment you offered, and a friendship never ceasing, Your friendship hallowed, every passing moment my love for her decreasing, Oligomania has been a problem of mine for sometime now, Unconciously you can no longer hope to disavow, Now that’s my message over and done, So with our friendship can we run off into the sun? Do not ignore the bright light of truth, But let us blissfully cruise through the remain of our youth! NOW think of a comment to post! And read on... Ok this is for a girl who is really special to me, she has helped me to much these last few months, and I really really adore her as a friend, but I also think I may love her, so decided to include this with a xmas I am making for her. I think I am in love, again! But I dont know, so have worded it ambiguously, so if closer to the time I feel it just wouldnt be right then I can claim it was a poem about what she has done. Anyway how does it read? And does it get the message across? Now read the first letter of every line down vertically and see what you get...! Thanks guys, Richard more

Resolved Question: Whats this sound like for a poem...?

Hello there want to put it in a card to a special friend of mine, they have really helped me I also think that I really like them, so what this sound like...? For what you have done I would just like to say a little thanks, You chose to do it, and I am so glad you did, But that didn’t stop you playing any adoption pranks! So tell me, are your dad and Pamela Anderson planning on having kids? I am guessing I have been a right pain for some time now, I don’t normally find it hard explaining these things, But it is the only way I could think to demonstrate how, It is just a little gesture to show what your personality brings. Each year, the changing seasons come and go, I never want to go a moon without you, Without you, I feel as if my life would plateau, But hey, shush, keep this a secret and don’t tell the rest of the crew, That’s my message over and done, Don’t ignore the bright light of truth Then hopefully we can run off into the sun, To blissfully complete and enjoy the rest of our youth. Thanks guys, any suggestions are welcome, and does it sound to corny or anything? The bit about pamela aderson etc isnt random cause she pranked me!! more

Resolved Question: whats the best time to post a new poem so that maximum folks get to read it?

CHILDREN THE BEST GIFT Children are the best gift of Almighty Those who are blessed with children are the Lucky ones. When times began they had sex for only procreation And produced as many, As apple trees were more which bore fruits Also those who could devour them weren’t many. Today the tables have turned We have sex as a recreation, And stop procreation, Till later in life, As we do not want any responsibility, Indirectly help contain population too. But when we are past the good age Of bearing kids we fret like hell, Oh yes we do and then beget children We hoped we hadn’t. But then children are a joy for ever If we cannot produce our own Adoption we endeavour. Children are a great source of pleasure As some women may devote their entire lives For their progeny and sacrifice all That they have Just for the love of kids, they never had. more

Resolved Question: wasit u solitaire who wanted a poem on kids well here it is hope u will like it will u pl tell me?

Voting Question: poem about the adoption of my sister.. ?

I have to write a poem about something significant that's happened in my life.. i chose the adoption of my sister. I must have a date, which would be december 18, 2007 (the day we adopted her) Other information: Shes a 3 year old little girl.. And we weren't looking to adopt but when the opportunity came we were very excited. Im not too lazy to write this myself.. iv been trying for hours but im just not good at poems.. if anyone could please help. i wont copy your poem exactly I just need some lines and ideas to get me started.. more

Resolved Question: Can someone help with wording for a girl scout/apl visit to a local nursing home?

I'm looking for someone who is creative at writing. Our visit is to bring some dogs from the local shelter to visit the residents of a local nursing home. My girl scout troop has made 50 stuffed animals to pass out (Cats, dogs & birds) and we would like to include an Adoption certificate with the stuffed animal. Can anyone think of a creative poem or some wording to include. We thought we would put ADOPTION CERTIFICATE at the top and then a space for the nursing home resident to name their pet after that I'm out of ideas. Please, we could really use your help with this. Thank you in advance!!!! more

Voting Question: Poem, What Do You Think?

This girl's about 14 Doesn't want more sympathy Cried at her cousin's house Ran like a scared mouse More and more they would shout Scared her heart,now it sank To the bottom It wasn't a mistake She's crying again Wondering why she became Unavoidable Being scold, getting lectures More people dying than she imagined Why is she hiding from it Bottling up her tears Now they are pouring from the fosset Reinventing this new depression She's being threatened To be taken away Why do things always end this way For her, her worlds falling apart Her parents lost faith in her Now she doesn't mind being in adoption Think she lost all emotions Presently doesn't eat Waiting for God to come and take her What happened to her so called adventure It's ending so soon, just began When will her nightmare end more

Resolved Question: I am trying to get this poem published in a "Chicken Soup" book. What do you think?

Not a day goes by that I don't regret that day. I knew it wasn't right but what was i to say? No thank you, not now, maybe another day? It didn't matter he'll do it anyway. My mom warned me about this, but we weren't gonna do it maybe just a kiss. The night was over time to go home. He didn't even say good bye, I felt so alone. My mom woke up and asked where I've been. Oh just out with Kate and her little sister Jenn. A few months go by and my belly gets big. No, I cant be pregnant I just eat like a pig. I went to the store and got a test. It didn't feel right, but lets hope for the best. 10 minutes go by and it's time to look. This may be the hardest test I ever took. I looked at the test and fell to the floor. Next thing I heard was a knock at the door. When I showed my mom she wasn't very proud. When I showed my dad he screamed so loud. There's nothing we can do the damage is done. But there is options that won't be so fun. We went to the doctors, they said its a boy. So, how am i gonna tell his father Troy? My mom told me we have to put him up for adoption. My dad said This was my only option. I chose a family who couldn't have kids of their own. The parents names are David and Joan. The labor was hard and it hurt quite a lot. But it all went away when i got the shot. The doctor came in and said "The family is here" Its been a long road but the end is near. Calebs new family came in I didn't know what to say. They promised they would write everyday. I wrote Caleb a letter, telling him this was for the better. The new happy family left the room and I started to cry. I was so sad I wanted to die. I was only 14 and made a big mistake, and it's one I hope you never make. more

Resolved Question: What happened to the question asking what we think about adoption?

There was the poem in it about the adoptive mother telling her child he grew not under her heart but in it, I answered it and now it is gone. Since I am not all that familiar with this venue, can someone please let me know what happened to it? I am confused and eager to read some of the other responses to it.My answer was not proadoption by any stretch of the imagination and I also said that the poem hurt my heart the first time I heard it and ever since. I suppose that she didn't like the responses, so it came down. Thanks all. more

Resolved Question: could someone critique my poem? about adoption...?

I am the birth farter, and I wish to write a poem to him. I am looking for advice, reactions, and thoughts. thank you. I do Love You ------------------- A new day is here A new day has dawn My heart stops and yours beats on. In that instance I have come to see you brough new life to not just me. But on this day, I had to make a most difficult choice but for your best sake. Just the thought brings a tear for you may not be close but my heart you are near. Even though our eyes won't match nor my arms open and catch you must know I do love you and they do too.typo, should say: "you brought new life" more

Resolved Question: Does anyone know where I can find a coy of the poem 'Spirit Belong Mother?'?

This is an aboriginal poem relating to the removal of thousands of children from thier homes for the adoption of white people. more

Resolved Question: Lyrics/poem for your perusal, called Big Decisions. Your thoughts?

Big Decisions It was the summer of ‘62 She saw him shooting ball at his driveway hoop They dated but it didn’t last too long As her first taste of love went bitterly wrong She recalled her sad last day at home When she informed her mother of what she had done The reception was something less than mild She was turned out in the street expecting her first child It’s no good facing life alone....with big decisions Eight months later, fate struck yet again Doctors found a baby boy and his twin Delivered in her coma, clinging to a vine Awakened to the truth this birth was her last time She gave them for adoption, to start a new quest Moving town to town, taking whatever job was best Drove a bus in Frisco ‘til her back was just too sore Married and divorced twice though her heart did not keep score It’s no good facing life alone....with big decisions(Continued) As each journey ends and another one begins, One might wonder what happened to those twins Things have a way of somehow working out all right The youngest one thought so, picking up a pen to write In her sixties now, her health fading away I contemplate sending her a small flower bouquet She didn’t raise me – I know she wasn’t there I love my mom and dad, though it’s still hard not to care Knowing all her life she faced alone....all big decisions It’s no good facing life alone.... with big decisions Big decisions Big decisions Laughing Dolphin Music more

Resolved Question: people say what's the purpose of life i wrote a poem about it (may help)?

a person after life is to be remembered a being during life is to be left forgotten as an animal feels to be more important than the owners themselves treasures of the rich are not of what they have but of what they've lost things of life are what money called it money tonant's to bring forth malevolence if things of life were free what would be of this world arrogance shiftless a world beyond man nor woman if things of life were to be perfect a mistake would be of purpose there's no adoption of a child no dreams no wishes only things of death and life and to think if it's inevitable to parish is it possible to live on after life as you were born only what's after life could mean more than tomorrow more

Resolved Question: A couple of my new poems? Do you like them?

By the way, they are all acrostics. Some rhyme and some don't. Leaving You My suspicions proved right. I saw here leaving in the night. Staying together is not an option Today my heart was out up for adoption. Really, we never even had a chance. Unease, our careful little dance. Still, even now, you ignore my plight, Taking away your love. Trying and failing, Our love lives derailing, Realizing you’re bailing, Ending our love. Ugly were all the lies Sitting in front of my very eyes. Any trust we had was gone, Playing your game, and I was just a pawn. Always and forever I thought we would be, Right now the only thing I can see is you Taking away your love. My Real-Life Fantasy Maybe someday I’ll find you, You and I, our feelings true. Why can’t you just exist? Have you some fear of this loving abyss? Is this feeling one-way? That you will come, I hope and pray. Everyday could be bliss. Knowing you are a fantasy, Never existing, is hard for me. Is there a way you could become real? Getting to say how you really feel. Had you any love for me, Taking my heart, already you would be. When You Were Here What hides behind that pretty face? Is it every time and place That you were within her space? How could that be so? Loving is your gaze, Only you can give such praise, Very prone to amaze, Even though you had to go. To me you knew just what to say Often to the envious’ dismay. Yet the lord decided to take you Only to a place where the skies are blue. Under the unsetting sun’s glow. Best Course of Action By: Libby Lange She knows they will come for him, Only they are ruthless enough to kill an 8-year-old Letting him live would not be profitable Visiting late at night Is the best course of action? Never will he be a witness Giving testimony against them. Taking a gun they visit He doesn’t know they are there, Estimating how fast he will die. Passive is his sleeping face Running away does not invade his dreams Only innocent thoughts are there Before you know it the trigger is pulled Letting him bleed they turn and run Everyone immediately knows they were wrong, Marring their souls forever. more

Resolved Question: Is my poem and good? What parts need work?

Leaving You My suspicions proved right. I saw here leaving in the night. Staying together is not an option Today my heart was out up for adoption. Really, we never even had a chance. Unease, our careful little dance. Still, even now, you ignore my plight, Taking away your love. Trying and failing, Our love lives derailing, Realizing you’re bailing, Ending our love. Ugly were all the lies Sitting in front of my very eyes. Any trust we had was gone, Playing your game, and I was just a pawn. Always and forever I thought we would be, Right now the only thing I can see is you Taking away your love. Do you get what kind of poem this is? If no one gets it, I will add the answer to the end.Since no one got it, I guess I'll tell you. It's an acrostic poem (and it rhymes!). Look at the beginning letter of each line. See what it spells. more

Resolved Question: im looking for a song .......about mistakes ? PLEASE HELP!?

im looking for a song about mistakes really i am supposed to compare a poem or a sog to the book i read and the girl in it got pregnet as a teen. The book is called annie's Baby its really good but i need to find a song to compare it with oh she had the baby so no songs about abortion and school aproprite please!thanks ~ one about girl and guy click ...gets pregnat guy wont take responsibiltiy ...girl still wants to be with him ....comes to her senses ...has baby ....gives up for adoption ..~ but any ideas are welcome more

Resolved Question: gifts for an adoption kind of?

my husband family are very close his step father has been in his life for years. he married my mother inlaw 5 years ago and they want to make it offical my husband is taking his step father name, so i wanted to fine a greeting card or anything to give them when its finalized witch is in a few weeks from now . if you know a poem , qoute anthing please help me !!! more

Resolved Question: Only one person answered the first time! rate please!?

Long story short, twelve yr. old writing poem for pro-life essay, does it 10 min. before deadline and now wants feedback so here it is: The Biggest Decision Should I get one? Will I regret it when I’m done? How will my parents react? I don’t know and that’s a fact. The doctors all seemed so nice, Right before they told me the price. Is this really the only way out? What is all the hype about? Is there any other option? Should I just put it up for adoption? Why do people think it’s wrong? Would they want to carry a child that long? If murder is a mortal sin, I wouldn’t get to start over again. They didn’t tell me any dangers, But I learned about it from protesting strangers. I know if I get one I can’t go back, But then I can get my life back on track. Will I be able to move on? Long after the baby is gone? How could I have even considered Killing my child, it gives me shivers. Life principles should bring us all unity, For every person in our community. I have decided on what to do, This ordeal is over, it’s done, it’s through I have decided to let my child to live. I’m going to give it the best life I can give. more

Resolved Question: Read and feedbak?

Hey everyone, I am twelve years old and this is a poem I made up for an pro-life contest. I wrote it like 10 mins. before deadline. Feedback please? The Biggest Decision Should I get one? Will I regret it when I’m done? How will my parents react? I don’t know and that’s a fact. The doctors all seemed so nice, Right before they told me the price. Is this really the only way out? What is all the hype about? Is there any other option? Should I just put it up for adoption? Why do people think it’s wrong? Would they want to carry a child that long? If murder is a mortal sin, I wouldn’t get to start over again. They didn’t tell me any dangers, But I learned about it from protesting strangers. I know if I get one I can’t go back, But then I can get my life back on track. Will I be able to move on? Long after the baby is gone? How could I have even considered Killing my child, it gives me shivers. Life principles should bring us all unity, For every person in our community. I have decided on what to do, This ordeal is over, it’s done, it’s through I have decided to let my child to live. I’m going to give it the best life I can give. more

Resolved Question: My new poem, please answer if you like it or not and suggestions would be great thanks.?

She comes walking down the stairs With hundreds of people staring at her They are watching what she wears Just to she if she is wearing her furs She opens her eyes His hand is out in front of her So she puts hers out too This very handsome prince Asks her for a dance or two. They dance around the room And she doesn’t mind the people around them She realizes that the groom Is staring at all of them. As she, the bride, Stares at his face She realizes that he is showing nothing to hide As he looks around this wonderful place. His smile so wide As if to say Ladies and Gentlemen this is my bride And I love her everyday More and more. She wakes and realizes this can’t be true Because at night I pray for you That you rest in peace And that you love me too. She had fallen asleep at the mattress store And everyone heard and was staring at her They said sorry for watching while you’re taking a snore But as you woke up it all just seemed such a blur. She told them the story Of her husband and her She said he always held her as if with great glory They all started to cry as they listened to her They said it’s like a fairytale With no happy ending She said they were following such a happy trail And had not realized such horrible things were pending A little girl asks Excuse Miss I was wondering how did your husband die The little girl was oddly wearing a mask The woman starts to cry and says darling I’ll try I had just found out I was pregnant on our yearly anniversary So I called him at work And told him not to hurry So happy was he and asked the clerk So they let come home and there was no traffic He speeded his way home and didn’t make it From there it gets too graphic Because he got hit Instead of him running to my door It was the police And I hit to the floor But I know he will rest in peace From there I had the baby but every time I saw her She reminded me so much of him So I could not deal with her I put her for adoption And they came right away They gave me the option Would you like to see her and I said NO WAY Now that I realize what I had I miss my darling husband And his beautiful baby girl I need to get out of this dreamland And out of this whirl My life had been a mess And my daughter is probably around eight going to be nine I would put her in dressed And say she’s all mine. I would love her Like I love her daddy And in my arms I would curl her in a hug And say I love you Maddie I would give anything to go back to those days The days when I had her in my arms Those days are such a haze And I’d give her all of these charms The little girl interrupts With tears in her eyes She take off her mask and says sorry to disrupt But this story that you are saying reminds me of mines You see my name is Maddie And I’m just about nine I haven’t met my daddy You see every month I have a new assign I am also a foster child And they tell me my mommy didn’t want me But I kill them with a smile And I run to the tree They talked and talked for hours And the woman couldn’t believe it The woman left to go but Maddie some flowers Maddie started to cry and couldn’t believe it They checked all their paperwork at the foster home And yes indeed she was Maddie’s mom She took her out of there and took her home The woman looked at her darling and said oh dear you’re growing so fast soon you will be going to prom. Fifteen years later Maddie was twenty-four She got married and named her first baby boy after her mom’s handsome prince Life went on for everyone and they all lived HAPPILY EVER AFTER THE END.do you like it? more

Resolved Question: Critics Please!!! This poem was writen from a mother who put her daughter up for adoption. What do you think??

I had a dream, But where did it come from, what did it mean? I was lost, I was confused, Could it be me? I was stuck in the rain, felt so much pain. I heard someone, someone so faint What were they saying? Were they calling my name? I started shouting back, What was I saying? What was I feeling? Walking towards the voice, walking so hard, walking so fast my heart is pounding, I take a deep breath!!! The pain feels real, the rain feels wet, I began to run, I began to sweat, I fall to my knees, I am there at last, I see a little girl, she looks familiar from my past, She says I miss you, I say how could that be? She says I love you, don’t you remember me? I look at her face and realize it to be, The daughter I once knew the blood of my father, my mother, and me. A single tear falls down my face, then I began to cry, I wanted to see her, I want to believe that one day It wont be a memory wont be a dream, But a reality I can touch, feel, & see. more

Resolved Question: Publishing my poem?

I am young actually and I have been through a lot. I became pregnant as a teen and almost had to put my baby up for adoption and was even starting to meet with families and such when I started writing more frequently. The one specific poem I am speaking of actually convinced my parents to not make me put her up for adoption. I don't know how to get it published though but I think it may be good enough... more

Resolved Question: Your thoughts please on a new poem/song from an Old Guy that has seen enough.?

Why does it matter so? How much time have you spent on the irrelevant? The dogma from all sides’ seams so benevolent So completely convinced of the legitimacy of their argument After listening for years I deem them all in need of some detergent We need answers to questions about our origin, in that effort we are Hell Bent So where did we come from and why does it matter so Science, Religion, and Spiritual Enlightenment repose as our standard options After due diligence each seems to leave a nasty after taste to this soul Some combination from each camp may offer some a better adoption All pure forms of each carry with them elements that aren’t apropos If there is a God why does he allow ambiguity? Where is haven? on earth, or some unseen location to the human mind? How does he hide his energy from our ability to detect him mathematically? Is he revengeful, judgmental, jealous, angry, loving, forgiving, towards mankind? How does he show such indifference towards those represent him so disgracefully? If science has the answers why do the questions keep changing? How long until we understand the mystery of how our brains produce our mind? Does consciousness arise from synapsely connected neurons that keep rearranging? Why has the past 10,000 years been so quite geologically to the benefit of mankind? How do you explain physic phenomena target acquiring? If the way is a spiritual enlightened path why does each trip seem so unproductive? Why does the Lama return to human life if he has achieved the oneness of mind? If we can become one with a universal consciousness why do we remain destructive? Our ability to focus, attain discipline, and value only peace seems so foreign to mankind Why doesn’t oneness preclude one from the lure of money that seems so seductive? How much time have you spent on the irrelevant? The dogma from all sides’ seams so benevolent So completely convinced of the legitimacy of their argument After listening for years I deem them all in need of some detergent We need answers to questions about our origin, in that effort we are Hell Bent more

Resolved Question: Do you love to talk about your pets?

do you like to meet friends all pet owners and do things like chat about them, share tips, jokes, articles and videos, pictures, poems, support for our lost pets, adoption etc. If you do than I am forming a group. Please e-mail me and I will give you further info on how to join more