Written by Janet Woititz
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I found my child within today for many years so locked away loving embracing needing so much If only I could reach in and touch I did not know this child of mine we were never acquainted at three or nine but today I felt the crying in site I'm here I shouted come reside we hugged each other ever so tight as feeling emerged of hurt and fright Its ok, I sobbed I love you so you are precious to me I want you to know My child My child you are same today you will not be abandoned I'm here to stay we laughed we cried it was a discovery this warm loving child is my recovery. I found these poems in, The Adult Children Of Alcoholics publication. Author Janet Woititz (Betty Petterson)
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