Three

A mother to three,
One of which
Has two parents
And neither
Is me.

One boy
Two girls
One left a hole
No one could see.

The hardest of
Choices
Made from love
But needed to be.

I've watched
You grow up
From far far away
Wanted to hold you
To tell you
You're part of me.

So many years have past
Yet I still long for the
Days when both
Of us can be free.

Adding you to us
Will make
A full family!