The Tears of Hope

My life began when I was conceived.
A life as normal as all others.
My mother, divorced from an unhappy previous marriage,
Having a daughter of five.
Met a Lieutenant Army man, who she thought
would fill her void.
They talked and they loved and planted a seed together
in July of 1952.


Life for my mother could have been the life
that she was longing,
But turned out to become a life of tears and hopes
that would never be.
She was faced with the hurt and memory of a man
inside of her.
As he left never to be seen again.
And decided to continue her term, rather than
to cut that memory.
A chance for me to survive.
Thank you mom for my life!



Now the life of your daughter born in April,
Is filled with the tears of hope,
For mom you gave me up, never to see me again.
I still love you more than you know.
I was adopted and lived in New Jersey for 11 years,
knowing not a single thing about you or
the man that planted the seed of my existance.


I married and wondered and hoped
that someday I would find my identity.
But this void you left inside of me
still grows yearning to be filled.
I wrote a letter to an agency, to find out who I really am.
A name, a nationality, a talent, and a health report ?
An answer came to my questions.
And started my mind to want to search for you,
my father and half sis!

Please Remember me!



Laura Jean Farnham

Adoptee--Cynthia

http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Towers/7312/Adoption.html
Please come to my page.
I have found my 1/2 sister
and my birth family.
Read about on my site.
Please continue to have hope...one day
you will find who you are looking for. --Thanks, Cynthia