It can be very difficult to trace your birth parents.
quote by Christopher Eccleston
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Raising a family is difficult enough. But it's even more difficult for single parents struggling to make ends meet. They don't need more obstacles. They need more opportunities.
quote by Bill Richardson
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The Thracian
Thracian parents, at his birth,
Mourn their babe with many a tear,
But, with undissembled mirth,
Place him breathless on his bier.
Greece and Rome, with equal score,
'O the savages!' exclaim,
'Whether they rejoice or mourn,
Well entitled to the name!'
But the cause of this concern
And this pleasure would they trace,
Even they might somewhat learn
From the savages of Thrace.
poem by William Cowper
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What's so difficult...
What's so difficult,
About the word,
No.
What's so difficult,
About our,
Relationship.
What's so difficult,
About,
Us.
What's so difficult,
About the words,
Stay away.
What's so difficult,
About,
Don't talk to me.
What's so difficult...
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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The one most cared
I know my date of birth
And those of my children.
I don’t remember
My parents’ or wife’s,
Not to say of sibling’s.
At what age did
My grand parents go to the grave?
I don’t know
Who bothers about the stock?
04.11.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Children Of Poor And Dysfunctional Parents
The children of poor and dysfunctional parents of any success in life stand little chance
The odds seem stacked against them by their birth circumstance
For them life is an uphill battle a struggle every day
The lady of luck and fortune does never smile their way
Though some wealthy parents can also be dysfunctional it does seem fair to say
That the child born to such parents at least financially will be okay
For those who say money speaks every language are saying what is true
People respect people with money though respect they may not be due,
Pity the poor children who become homeless at a young age and become institutionalized
For most of them their full potential is never realized
In a fair Human World this would never be
By circumstance of birth I feel that good luck was with me
There are millions of homeless children in the World of today
Due to their circumstance of birth in which they had no say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Adopted
i was adopted at my birth, they paid my mother
what they thought it was worth. (medical bills)
she said that she could not care for me
she was too young and wanted to be free.
i was raised by two adoptive parents
who had loved me from the start.
and swore they would never break my heart.
they gave me all that i could want or desire
and their love grew like a flaming fire.
they were always honest with me
and they told me about my mothers plight
and with her parents, she did fight.
in her mind:
she knew that her mother had to give her away
but in her heart, she did pray.
mother! why did'nt you fight to keep me?
everyone is struggling in this economy.
you left without a sign or trace
and i want so much to see your face.
my loving adoptive parents told me from the start
that you had left, but with a broken heart.
every night i have a vision of you in my mind
and you're crying and asking why.
i've gotten permission to finally meet you
i'm so scared, i don't know what to do.
how will i react? what will i say?
so to the LORD i will pray.
when we finally met, we both broke down.
but they were tears of joy and happiness
that a mother and daughter share.
she kissed me and wiped away my tear.
she told me that it was the smartest move she made
for your adoptive parents, love you
more than words can say.
now i have two mothers with whom
i could share my love, and it was given
to me from the LORD up above.
poem by Louis Rams
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Easy and Difficult
Easy and Difficult
Easy to get a place in someone’s address book
Difficult is to get a place in someone’s heart
Easy is to judge the mistakes of others
Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes
Easy is to talk without thinking
Difficult is to control the tongue
Easy is to hurt someone who loves us
Difficult is to heal the wound
Easy is to forgive others
Difficult is to ask for forgiveness
Easy is to set rules
Difficult is to follow them
Easy is to dream every night
Difficult is to fight for a dream
Easy is to show victory
Difficult is to accommodate defeat with dignity
Easy is to admire a full moon
Difficult is to see the other side
Easy is to stumble on a stone
Difficult is to get up
Easy is to enjoy life every day
Difficult is to give its real value
Easy is to pray every night
Difficult is to find God in small things
Easy is to promise something to someone
Difficult is to fulfill the promise
Easy is to say we love
Difficult is to show it every day
Easy is to criticize others
Difficult is to improve oneself
Easy is to make mistakes
Difficult is to learn from them
Easy is to weep for lost love
Difficult is to take care of it so as not to lose it
Easy is to think about improving
Difficult is to stop thinking and putting it into action
Easy is to think bad of others
Difficult is to give them the benefit of doubt
Easy is to receive
Difficult is to give
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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And Not Fade
All the creations that God has made
It will remain in force and not fade
Only some will be liked more and some less
As we are indifferent to see and face
We see the beauty from outer space
Try to reason out and simply trace
Its essence and contents for self use
This makes life difficult and totally confuse
How many children we dropp at orphanage?
Do we ever care about their fate and age/
In which sense they are less than flower?
We have no pity or mercy to shower
We love only beautiful flower
But they may be rare or fewer
We have no love for ordinary but beautiful
That has come up for pleasing us in full
Even cattle don’t harm while grazing
They look at it and consider amazing
They have sense of appreciation
We love in anticipation of relation
Some children may take birth in poor family
Yet their parents may bring them up happily
Not a single thought of deserting them in open
We have become merciless even
They may breathe in open space
Sun rays may not affect their face
Some one may come and look at
Show some love and curse the cruel fate
Not all the children may survive and last long
Something may definitely go against or wrong
So the flowers may fade away in the evening
Their fate and chance may not be brightening
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A pain for birth
How you could remain so negligent?
You were wise and intelligent
You dozed for a while
I was stolen meanwhile
I was picked by another childless lady
Now I am her dearest and somebody
I vividly remember your kind face
I search all over but fail to see or trace
Oh, mother i weep and fear
when I do not see you and hear
your affectionate voice and hand on head
Where and how I shall lead?
How could you lend me to others?
what can be other reason to bother?
what can be compelling reason?
Today I am altogether different person
You were in pain at last moment
There was hectic run and movement
You were about to be freed and deliver
As daddy too was firm believer
You took all pains for my birth
We were to have relation till the death
I had all wishes to remain in your side
The world seemed to me very wide
I was eager to listen to your voice
Rest all seemed to me only noise
I wished a far reaching cry
I missed opportunity to feel very shy
She has joy of having me in her side
The rest of the pass as if that of slide
It made hell lot different for my existence
Though there are plenty of such incidences
How one mother can cheat another one?
This can never be realized by any one
This is greatest blessings from the almighty
We pray, sick and surrender to deity
There is tendency to rob and be blessed
Final they are caught and traced
Not all may be lucky to reach original parents
This weakness we got as inherent
I go back years and think
It has made me to blink
I go down and deeply sink
My face turns pale from pink
This may not be isolated story
It is cause of concern or worry
The parent may be feeling guilty and very sorry
How could they bear the burden for whole life and carry?
I understand the agony and pain for childless parents
It is curse but we got to accept it and offer no comments
No body may resort to snatching or lifting of a child
The other parents may be missing lot and definitely go wild
The child may pass through painful stage
It will be difficult to manage
Still it will come off the age
It will be like captivity in cage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pro Life Pro Choice
So a girl carrying a deformed baby in her that is her father's is a murderer because she has an abortion? When sperm hits egg it is process and biochemistry. When a person jumps off a hundred foot bridge they probably will die because of gravity. I don't believe God gets 10 year old girls pregnant by their fathers or rapists. There were over 32,000 rapes last year in the USA.
Can we be pro life with our own life yet not impose our morality upon everyone else?
What if a 12 year old is pregnant by her 15 year old boyfriend and she is in the midst of a break down and her parents decide she shouldn't have the baby; that she is too emotionally and mentally unstable? Her parents went through a divorce and she is doing bad in school and she is cutting herself. Happens all the time. Do we call her a murderer? Do we condemn her parents?
The youngest girl recorded to have given birth is 5 years old and 7 months......there are many many 8 and 9 year olds known to have given birth.
Ideals in a imperfect world enforced by a government with its power and apparatus can be a page out of Kafka, a nightmare of oppression.
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Because of their size, parents may be difficult to discipline properly.
quote by P.J. O'Rourke
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How difficult it is to remain parents when children grow up, Dad often said.
Camelia Oprița in WordPress.com (2012)
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Children's role after you:
Birthday: parents to children;
Death anniversary: children to parents;
Marriage: parents for children;
Funeral: children for parents;
Others for these have no right;
Others for these are unfit.
Parents must have these in mind
When they write the will.
15.04.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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From the moment of birth, when the stone-age baby confronts the twentieth-century mother, the baby is subjected to these forces of violence, called love, as its mother and father have been, and their parents and their parents before them. These forces are mainly concerned with destroying most of its potentialities. This enterprise is on the whole successful.
quote by R.D. Laing
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Older Than
You are not older than your parents who gave birth to you!
Neither are you older than the elders in town;
So, try to listen to your parents and the words of the elders,
Because life is full of rules!
And you may easily burn your hands if you do not listen to them.
Life is full of experiences,
And experience is the best teacher!
That is why you have to listen to your parents and your elders,
Because they have had enough life experiences! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nothing Good Without You
Without application of law
Nothing good.
Without doing karma
It is difficult to
Trace entities.
The body the mind
And the intellect
Nothing is use
Except you.
You are above all
You are within all
Without you we fall.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Prized As A Talent
Trying to initiate motivation,
In an adult uninspired.
And believes procrastination is a blessing,
And prized as a talent...
Only the chosen are born not to depart with.
Can be compared to being hired to teach children,
To ignore the use of curse words...
They have heard from their parents since birth.
As their parents make claims,
Their children have been influenced...
By hoodlums who walk the streets,
In their neighborhood.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As might be supposed, my parents were quite poor, but we somehow never seemed to lack anything we needed, and I never saw a trace of discontent or a failure in cheerfulness over their lot in life, as indeed over anything.
quote by Albert J. Nock
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Today... 'Jesus Christ
He's the Son of God and the Son of Man.
and now step by step we can trace God's plan.
For His human ancestry can be seen
through the lives of those that have walked this scene.
The genealogy of the Messiah
we trace from Abraham through to Josiah
On throughout each ancestors life and death
until we come to the man called Joseph.
By The Spirit conceived, The Promised One
Jesus Christ, God's Only Belovèd Son
brought God's wondrous Grace and Truth to the earth
when born in a stable by virgin birth.
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The Birth of Death
When the grave yard spins
and the demons awaken
you better watch out
your parents dont belive you but you swear you saw a face in the mirror
The devil sets out giving Birth to Death
And names the baby SIN
The smell of stale blood is in the air
Giving Birth To Death
poem by Izzy Barnwell
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