Ann Elaine was her name
A mother contemplating what it will be like to place her unborn daughter for adoption.
Ann Elaine was her name
though only for a while
in three weeks it would change
and nothing would ever be the same
they said I would just go back to how it was before
before her? No, this can’t be she’s my baby!
They say it’s been done before.
It’s supposed to be easy,… I’ve heard the girls say
But do they even know yet what they have given away?
It’s just another one of life’s broken hearts, we all have to endure.
How hard could it really be, all I can do is wait and see
Why even think about it now, like I have any say in it somehow?
This is the way it must be. There is simply no other option for me.
I could not of payed even half of the hospital fees.
It is all my fault. I’m not who I’m supposed to be.
I should have a steady job by age 23.
If only I were stable, if only I had security, If only I had just a little more time.
But right now, look at me, what kind of mother would I be?
I couldn’t bear to look her in the eyes and tell her something she needed wasn’t there?
It’s just not fair to her.
But I haven’t even seen her yet, what do I know, could that change everything?
God, show me your plan for my little Ann
I will follow your lead, just please don’t ever leave.