Poem for My Lost Daughter..

[Nerak]

I Am Her Mother
By Joan Vander Male

Do not judge me for what I have done
For you have not walked in my shoes
She was not your daughter
You did not lov her and long for her
As I did and do and always will

You did not feel her and plan for her
And know her and promise her that
You would always take care of her
As I did
She was my daughter

You did not hear the doctors say
That she would be sick
That she already was sick
And that she would be sick until
The day she died

You did not pray to God that the
Second ultrasound would confirm
Your hopes that she would be healthy
You did not see the tear
In the doctor's eyes when he
Confirmed the diagnosis

You did not pray to God for
Her to never have to suffer
For him to take her to Heaven
Where there is no pain
You did not feel her pain
I did
I am her mother

When you simply said to me
That I don't have the right
To take her life
I know you did not feel my struggle
When you said to me
That I have to take her life
For her to be happy
I know you did not feel my struggle

I do not know what God wanted for her
I do not have His wisdom
And neither do you
I do know that He love me
I felt His love though the people He gave me
I know that God did feel my struggle

All I ask from you now
Is that you pray for my daughter
And do not judge me for what I have done
For you have not walked in my shoes
I am her mother.



It wasn't written by me, but it could have been.

[mia/susannah]

That is very bueatiful and touching. And very well said. I could not help nut sit here and cry because I also thought of my daughter as I read it. Thanks so much for sharing this with us.

[LadyHitchhiker]

I love it. It also reminds me of "I am a Rock" by Simon & Garfunkle...

[Nerak]

It was almost like I wrote it. It was everything that I was thinking when I got that email from my ex-friend.

[Patrick]

Wow, Karen, that was beautiful and heart-aching.

As I read it I became more certain that you had written it. I'm still surprised that you didn't.

:couple:

[Letti]

Thank you for sharing this deep poem. It's beautiful.. and sad... still so beautiful.
I will pray for your daughter.

[Nerak]

Thank you!

I got your card, Letti! I can't read it, but I am sure it's nice! LOL

Thank you for thinking of us!

[Letti]

Thank you!

I got your card, Letti! I can't read it, but I am sure it's nice! LOL

Thank you for thinking of us!

Is my handwriting so horrible? I have written it in English.
Or do you mean the Hungarian text printed on it?
Anyway it really was my pleasure.

[Nerak]

The text on the card itself...lol I can read your hand writing

[Letti]

I was planning to translate it for you but than I decided not to. I didn't want to ruin the mystic. It's possible you can't translate those words but you can feel them.