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Hope you enjoy the following
poem, that comes from a song written by Michael McLean:
So many wrong decisions in my past,
I'm not quite sure if I could ever hope to trust
my judgment anymore.
But lately I've been thinking, because it's all
I've had to do. And in my heart I feel that I should give this child
to you.
And maybe you can tell your baby when you love
him so that he's been loved before by someone who delivered your
son from God's arms to my arms to yours.
And if you choose to tell him and if he wants to
know how the one who gave him life could bear to let him go, just
tell him there was sleepless nights. I prayed and paced the floor
and knew the only peace I'd find is if this child was yours.
I know that you don't have to do this, but could
you kiss him once for me the first time that he ties his shoe or
falls or skins his knees?
And could you hold him twice as long when he makes
his first mistake and try to tell him that he's not alone? Sometimes
that's all it takes.
And he's not alone. I know how much he'll ache.
This may not be the answer for another girl like
me and I'm not on a soap box singing how we all should be.
I'm just trusting in my feelings and I'm trusting
God above, and I'm trusting that you can give this baby both his
mothers' love.
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