My dearest birth mother,
It’s been 33 years since I last looked at your familiar face, last heard your loving voice, last felt your warm heart beating against mine, last touched your soft hands. It’s been 33 years since I knew safety and trust at my very core. It’s been 33 years since I smiled and laughed without the hidden pain and sadness. It’s been 33 years ….
After all this time do you still ache for me?
After all this time do you still think of me?
After all this time do you still consider me your first-born daughter?
After all this time do you still hope for the best for me?
Do you regret
giving me up?
hoping for an unknown better future?
having me at all?
Now, where are you?
Now, where would we be if we were together?
Now, where are we?
Now,
Omma
Odi?
Always your birth-daughter,
Om Sun Hui.
