Poems

I did not give you the gift of life ,
but in my heart I know.
The love I feel is as deep and as real,
as if it had been so.
For us to have each other is like a dream come true.
No, I did not give you the gift of life,
Life gave me the gift of you.
Author un-known


Rainbows End

The road was a long one
for almost 20 years we trod that road
step by step, turn by turn

At times we got lost,
at times there were tears and anguish,
but always there was hope
hope that we would find our destination

Then when it looked as if we were lost
one day, we found our rainbow
a tiny little person, arms outstretched and wide
our little miracle, our little treasure
we found our pot of gold

At times we could not go on,
a brick wall was faced
determination saw us through
and we did find the end of the road

Never, ever give in....
always follow your heart
if you want your dream bad enough
you will beat all obstacles in your way

Go with your heart...
you will find your rainbows end.

Jan



To me this life is very precious
How different things would be
For I was specially chosen
My parents wanted me

Into this world I was born
Tiny and all alone
My parents supporting me all the way
I've developed and I've grown

For I am very special
I didn't just arrive
I gave two ordinary people
A genuine reason to strive

If you too are adopted
Remember the happiness you give
To the family where you now belong
Their life's complete to live

Stella Dunstan



Once there were two women who never knew each other;
One you do not remember; the other you call mother.
Two different lives, shaped to make yours one;
One became your guiding star; the other your sun.
The first gave you life,
the second taught you how to live it.
The first gave you a need to love
the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name.
One gave you the seed of talent, the other gave you an aim.
One gave you up, it was all she could do.
The other prayed for a child and was led straight to you.
And now you ask me through your tears,
the age-old question through the years -
Heredity or enviroment -
which are you the product of?
Neither, my darling, neither
Just two different kinds of love

Author unknown

Found at http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Meadows/5601/waiting_child.html



The Waiting Child

I saw you meet your child today
You kissed your baby joyfully
And as you walked away with her
I played pretend you'd chosen me.
I'm happy for the baby,
yet Inside I'm aching miserably
I want to plead as you go by,
"Does no-one want a child of three?"
I saw you meet your child today
In love with her before you met
And as I watched you take her out
I knew it wasn't my turn yet.
I recognize you from last year!
I knew I'd seen your face before!
But you came for a second babe.
Does no-one want a child of four?
I saw you meet your child today
But this time there was something new
A nurse came in and took MY hand
And then she gave my hand to you.
Can this be true? I'm almost six!
And there are infants here, you see?
But then you kissed me and I knew
The child you picked this time was me.

Debbie Bodie
Copyright 1997
Found at http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Meadows/5601/waiting_child.html



Not flesh of my flesh
nor bone of my bone
but still miraculously my own
don't you forget
not for one single minute
you were not born under my heart, but in it

Found by an adoptive mother when she first applied to adopt

Nylon not Cashmere an epic poem of life from the eyes of an adoptee.

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