Adoption Poetry
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 yours one
One became your guiding star
The other became your sun

The first gave you life
And the second taught you to live 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 an aim

One gave you emotions
The other calmed your fears

One saw your first sweet smile
The other dried your tears

One gave you up…
It was all that she could do

The other wished for a child
And fate led her straight to you

And now you ask me through your tears
The age-old question through the years
Heredity or environment -
Which are you the product of?

Neither my darling - neither
Just two different kinds of love.
Author Unknown
Courtesy of the Arizona Confidential Intermediary Program



     (a father to his children)

lovers come
lovers go
all my fingers
all my toes

family ties
sunrise in our eyes
hearts up to the sea


 ©2008 Frank Parker

Reprinted with permission from the author




Endless Dream


So near and yet so far

The space of time

The expanse of space

Since last I saw your face.


It haunts me day and night

This endless dream

That you are real

The truth I cannot feel.


The hopeful cord of life

Gives witness to our cause

Your presence will at last declare

What likenesses we share.


Look up to light

Reach out to hope

The journey’s been so long

Come, let freedom be our song.


 ©2003 Rachel Smith

Reprinted with permission from the author



Untitled by Carlene Henager


When I sit in thought, awake, late at night
My mind wanders where it willl and might
Bring up thought of past and future.
Questions, wonders and dreams all flow
With always that burning desire to know
Of the past, all the questions unasked
Yet now I have the chance to know
The “whos” and “whats” and “wheres” all told
By ones who know the tale of old.Piece by peice and day by day
We learn the tale in many ways
Letters, telephone, pictures and e-mail
So many avenues, we cannot fail
To find the answers and each other
Long lost parents, father and mother
Bittersweet memories, regrets, hope and tears
All come flowing with thoughts of past years.

Slowly, we find all pieces will fit
Coming together beautifully, moment by moment
Anticipation, feelings, all come and go
All will work out, in God’s precious time
“Be still,” He says, “I am yours and you are Mine.”
The pieces will fit, no need to rush and worry
Don’t begin to fret, fuss, or flurry.

Accidental words may show their brow
Regrets may follow - you are allowed
But don’t lose sight of this most precious thought
Because of “what ifs” or maybe “I ought”
Bear with each other, it’ll all come around
And you willl rejoice with you family aground
In hope and in love - misunderstandings and all
Making a family, sometims one of us will fall
Don’t despair and don’t feel let down
Everything will be explained when we all sit down
‘Round a cozy table, with love and peace.


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