lørdag 30. mai 2009

Legacy of an adopted child

Once there were two women
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 one gave you the 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 sweet smile,
the other dried your tears.
One sought for you a home
that she could not provide
the other prayed for a child
and her hope was not denyed
And now you ask me through your tears
The age old qusetion,
through the years.
Heredity or environment,
Which are you a product of?
Neither my darling.
Just two different kinds of love.

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