Me as a Baby
As a baby,
Was I loved? Held?
My mother used to say
You were such a beautiful baby,
People would stop me on the street and say, “Can I hold her?”
My mother used to say
You were so sweet when you were a baby
The happiest time of my life was when you were a baby.
I don’t remember before I was about six years old.
My first memory is of my father
Telling me and my baby brother that
he and my mother were divorcing
My baby brother was crying
Because my father was crying
I don’t remember crying
My mother told me when I was about seven years old
that she wished she never had me.
She denies this.
My mother has torn me apart like this
Telling me now if I see her how horrible I am and was.
I wish I could remember when I was a baby, because I do know she loved me then.
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