Poem: Free Verse – “Second Chance Child” #amwriting #fiction #poetry #adoption



Ageless pages, in words transform, 

Who are you to be so adorable? 

Dreaming in daylight, waking in sleep;

Cherub cheeks and supple skin, 

Bright eyes so blue and curious, 

A baby giggling, gurgling.

So mysterious, you came from —

A woman who wouldn’t mother you;

Maybe she couldn’t? Or perhaps, she refused?

But I wonder how she shut herself off from you? 

Leaving your beautiful face, curious reflection

Your cutesy, adorable infant-self, 

Imprinting on another woman.

We all know you’re little, need protection, 

We need remember you’re delicate, cuddle you close.

She didn’t know; how could she not?

How did she leave? 

And when you were adopted and grew,

Did you care anymore? Yet being so small, 

The new woman before you, you loved.

She became the lights in your eyes, the stars in your sky, 

Until half-grown one day, walking with friends, 

You overheard parents talking of you –adopted? 

Such conflicting feelings and such anger, 

Wrapped in teenaged angst. 

Why didn’t she want you? 

She gave you away;

You’re mad at the woman who raised you, 

Your real mother, but not by blood.

Because in your adopted mother’s face you see, 

The face of the one who left you alone.

On those cold wet cement steps (you learn),

Before you could do anything.

Defenceless, you imagine yourself a babe, 

Left to die — or be found by someone horrible. 

But you are here and here you are

The day you find your first mother, 

The biological one you loath, 

You see the drug affects, the needle tracts, 

On her arms, the scars, and the abuse. 

Forty-something woman seems as if she’s sixty hard-lived.

Skin as leather, smoker’s cough, raspy voice, 

Shows you a picture of a much prettier woman, 

Her so young, walking the wrong path. 

Now she’s smiling and patting your hand, 

So relieved you’ve come to see her now. 

One wonderful and beautiful thing she birthed. 

She erases the rage you’ve acquired, 

Makes you feel not so mad because you know, 

She didn’t want you to be her one day.

So she did what she had to do for youshe sacrificed. 

And you mourn for her, for you —

All the time you wasted hating.

When at home lives your real mother,

And before you lies a stranger,

Your biological connection to her dying.

A string formed between you of DNA;

A reason she gave you up, 

To live and thrive through life a better way.

So, young one, I hope you do. 

Your second chance, 

Has always been yours


©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved. 

13 thoughts on “Poem: Free Verse – “Second Chance Child” #amwriting #fiction #poetry #adoption

  1. Priceless Joy September 10, 2016 / 4:14 pm

    Mandi, this is wonderful! I would think that you are adopted and know the feelings of an adopted child!

    Liked by 1 person

    • mandibelle16 September 10, 2016 / 10:04 pm

      Thanks PJ I’m happy you enjoyed the piece. I’ve had a few adopted friends so hearing them talk about it through the years, and knowing some friends who have adopted kids, you see often it is such a blessing for kids and parents alike. One girl I played basketball with couldn’t have kids. She adopted one and they were in the works to adopt a second and she finally got pregnant. She had the baby a few months ago and they’re also going to be getting their second adopted child. But form friends I knew as teenagers, I know they often grow up feeling a bit neglected by their birth parents. I think this poem is an extreme case.


      • Priceless Joy September 10, 2016 / 10:16 pm

        That is so wonderful! My aunt and uncle couldn’t get pregnant so they adopted a little baby boy. Once they adopted him she got pregnant and had a baby girl and then later another baby girl.

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      • mandibelle16 September 11, 2016 / 12:07 am

        Funny how that happens 🙂


  2. clcouch123 September 10, 2016 / 10:31 pm

    Mandi, you write about the possibilities all around and through this child. The feelings and the issues. There would be great conversations for those who read your work, together.

    Liked by 1 person

    • mandibelle16 September 11, 2016 / 12:07 am

      Thanks Christopher for commenting. Hopefully, it has views both perspectives.


  3. rosemawrites September 13, 2016 / 3:06 am

    oh wow. this is an entire world for an adopted child, told beautifully and emotively Mandi. And your last two lines are soooo true.

    Liked by 1 person

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