June is the month I gave birth in 1980. Adopted, I believe my daughter is also a mother This poem is for her.

 

beloved

dearest, most beloved

once infant, then child, now woman

i heard you calling as you gave birth

 

seven generations into the future

seven generations into the past

mother, you’ve made me grandmother

 

your name is unknown

you remain unseen since five days old

my eyes seeing you, my heart marking you

 

twelfth of june 1980, not a day gone by

without thought of you, without loving you

without missing you

 

my first and last, there is no other

your birthday celebrated

tears flow unbroken

 

unknown to you, maybe still even now

how much it cost, to give you away

for you are loved, I pray you be happy