I found my child. Print
Written by Janet Woititz   

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)