Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Legacy of an Adopted Child
This is a poem I have framed in my dining room. I think it speaks volumes and hope you also enjoy it. I have no idea who the author is. Just want to thank them for writing it.
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 became your sun.
The first gave you life and the second taught you to live in it.
The first gave you a need for love,
and 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 aim.
One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smiles, the other dried your tears.
One gave you up, it was all she could do.
The other prayed for a child and God led her straight to you.
And now you ask me through your tears,
The age-old questions "heredity or environment?"
Which are you a product of?
Neither, my darling, neither,
Just two different kinds of love.