Dear Rose,
I'm sorry. I am sorry
for abandoning you when
you needed me the most.I am sorry for sending you
into a world of fear, without
reassuring you every night
that you are strong enough
to face the monsters underneath
your bed.I am sorry for missing your birthdays,
your graduations, your milestones
as a beautiful, and talented woman.I am sorry for never telling you
who I am, or where I have been,
or why I gave you up.You deserve those answers and I
want you to know that I want to answer
all your questions.My name is Maria, and I would
like to meet you. I know it is
inappropriate of me to leave a
letter behind, as it violates the adoption
agreement, but I begged the adoption
agency to release your information.I had to tell you that I want to know
who you are, and the person
you have become.My number is below. Please give me a
chance.
With love,
Maria.
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shades of red
Poetrywhen you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]