In the 1970's I had access to birth control and was fortunate to be able to be involved with adoption of children rather than abortion. And I am saddened when a child is born into a world that has no plan of care for her or him. Recent attempts to forbid abortion give me grave concerns -- concerns shared long ago in poems, using syllable-count patterns to control my ranting. Here is one of these poems (also posted earlier in this blog).
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