A Birthmother Poem

She holds him in her heart

And she remembers...

She remembers the magic

of the first flutter of life

She remembers the delight

of looking into his tiny face for the first time

And saying, "So there you are!"

She remembers the sadness

of letting go

And the incredible pain

of separation

She will always remember

what it was like to be his mother

to hold his tiny body close

Today we remember her

for all she has given

for her part

in bringing a miraculous life into the world

For the love she will always have

and hold in her heart.

~Brenda Romanchik