A poem of an Adoptive Child

I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.-John 14:18

LEGACY OF AN ADOPTED CHILD
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 you one, One became your guiding star, the other became your sun, The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it, The first gave you a need for love, the second was there to give it, One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name. One gave you a talent, the other gave you aim, One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears, One saw your first sweet smile, the other dried you tears, One made an adoption plan, that was all that she could do, The other prayed for a child, and God led her straight to you. Now, which of these two women, Are you the product of? Both, my darling, Both, Just two different types of love.---- Unknown





My Adopted Child....I did not plant you... true.But when the alternate prayers for sun and rain are counted,when the pain of weeding And the pride of watching are through,I will hold you high.A shining sheaf Above the thousand seeds grown wild, Not my planting, but, by heaven My harvest. My own child! Unknown Author