Picking Up The Pieces a Collection of Poems

Erased

I was apart of your life for many years,
So many memories I have, it brings me to tears.
I love everyone of them,  with no regrets,
But how was I so easy for you to forget?
My mind calmly says "Move on, you have no right."
But my heart still screams "Don't give up, you must fight!"
How do you give up a child that you love so dear,
To loose a child is every mother's worst fear.
But what is a mother to do when she is erased?
A mother torn down, demolished, effaced.
Removed from my child's life, like I was never there,
No longer a parent, pushed away, feeling despair.
Then I am reminded again, from my mind,
"What are you doing? You must be blind.
You have no right , she was never yours to loose,
You feed her, clothed her, loved her it's true,
But you never gave birth to her, this you knew.
You knew it was possible one day,
That she would deny you, and push you away.