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Not from an act of love,
Not in my pregnant womb,
But in my Heart,
There you were Born.
Could never say
I was expecting You
And have a walk in the street
Showing my round tummy,
But still, You are mine,
You are my Child.
We were not bonded by blood,
We are bonded by milk.
Bonding makes us a Family.
We don't share the same
Blood,
But we share the same
Soul.
Not in my pregnant womb,
But in my Heart,
There you were Born.
Could never say
I was expecting You
And have a walk in the street
Showing my round tummy,
But still, You are mine,
You are my Child.
We were not bonded by blood,
We are bonded by milk.
Bonding makes us a Family.
We don't share the same
Blood,
But we share the same
Soul.
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Big Brother, Little Brother
“Mother, make it stop!” Tailgate wailed inaudibly. The little mech was in tears as he rolled, tossed and turned as the fiery sensation pulsed through his aching body. His entire chassis throbbed with pain as he struggled to hold himself together. Everything felt like it was being torn from the inside out, as though the pain threatened to tear him from the inside out.
“I know, my sweetspark,” his mother sighed as she sent him her love and understanding through the sparklink. She stroked him on the helm as gently as she could. “I’m doing everything in my power to make things easier until Ratchet comes.&rdquo
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Mother to Child
Come into my arms love.
Don't cry now.
The world may seem unbearable
But it'll be okay.
I love you
And will always hold you tight.
Keeping you safe from the monsters
That aren't all in your dreams.
Come into my heart love.
Carve your own space in it.
Make it so your every smile warms me,
Your every laugh makes me soar.
Come into my eyes love.
Never be far from my sight.
So I can see your happy face
And know that you are content.
Come into my soul love.
Be entwined with me for eternity.
Become a part of me that
I can never be separated from.
I will hold you close my small one
Till you rebel against my well meaning confi
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It's really a LONG time I don't write poetry, especially using English as a language 
So I know, this is NOT a good poem if you just look at the style. But you might still enjoy it... if you look at its meaning.
I dedicated it to Scarlette, a little robot girl I adopted in my Imaginary Family, but in reality this poem could have been written by every adoptive mother.
It's a poem about bonding, about breastfeeding and what it means for a mother and a child that have been brought together by adoption.
It just need an open heart to be enjoyed
Poem © Luana Spinetti 2007
So I know, this is NOT a good poem if you just look at the style. But you might still enjoy it... if you look at its meaning.I dedicated it to Scarlette, a little robot girl I adopted in my Imaginary Family, but in reality this poem could have been written by every adoptive mother.
It's a poem about bonding, about breastfeeding and what it means for a mother and a child that have been brought together by adoption.
It just need an open heart to be enjoyed
Poem © Luana Spinetti 2007
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Wow. 
I...I need a moment.
I...I need a moment.