Tuesday, August 9, 2011

adopting 1

written 5/26/10, waiting for our first adoption match

You are safe, nestled in your mother’s womb
She will give you life
Because of love

You are a survivor
Your generation is decimated
An empty crib, an empty crib, and then you

As she lets you go
You’re falling, falling
Into the hands
Of family

You will stand
A sign in your generation
A voice for life and love

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