The Adoption Journey
By Donna J. Ridge
There is a journey called life,
Full of twisting and turning.
No one can predict it,
Still our hearts are yearning.
To know and be known.
To love and be loved.
While making a difference
With gifts from above.
Mothers and Daughters,
Fathers and Sons.
A family tapestry
That makes us all one.
But not every story
starts so great.
Some are interrupted
By a thing called fate.
Birthmothers give birth
To sons and daughters
Then surrender them up
Like lambs to the slaughter.
Always loving
But never knowing
If their little lambs
Are thriving and growing.
Their hearts cry out
“Take care of my baby.”
They have to trust
This other lady.
This woman called “mother”
Not by birth, but by choice.
Who opens her heart
With cause to rejoice.
One Mom is complete
The other’s pain goes deep.
One rocks her baby.
The other cries herself to sleep.
Years pass by
She always wonders.
Until one day
A call comes yonder.
Fate steps in
The child comes back.
The circle is complete
Now there’s no more lack.
Now their eyes see
There’s enough love for all
Birthmother, Mom, and child
Standing tall.
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