Wife of husband who was adopted

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Kathy's Song

I’m a nice girl from the country
I got mixed up at a party
Some boy slipped something in my drink
And the laughter was a blur.

For I don’t know what I did.
What did I do? I was young.

I’m alone in a bed
In a hospital ward
With these mothers and their new born babies
The nuns turn the hard line
The clipping of their heels
As they come to take my baby

For I don’t know what I did
What did I do?
I was young, alone and couldn’t keep you.

The spell of your first cry
As it echoed down the hallway
Did they mean to take my baby?
Or was it all just an idea?

The length of your long cry
As it echoed down the my life
Did they mean to take my baby
Did I give you up like a sigh?

For I don’t know what I did
What did I do?
I was young, alone and couldn’t keep you.

Many years have passed since your birthday
And I’d come to meet your baby
Will she have my ocean, green eyes?
Or the father’s of who you don’t know?

I can still hear your long cry
Here in the hereafter
The sound of my fine son
And all of that he’s done

For I don’t know what I did
What did I do?
I was young, alone and couldn’t keep you.

 

I have written a song to summarise my mother-in-law's lyrics for my husband. Although I am unsure if her adoption experience was forced, there was an element of supervision from the church during her experience. I hope they are helpful to other mothers who have lost the childhood with their children.