November 10, 2011

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Write an Adoption Poem

Write a poem about what adoption means to you, how it has affected you, or what you have learned from it. You can share your poem with your family, community, or even blog readers.

Our Poem

Sunshine's birth-mother will always have a special place in my heart. The first time my husband and I met her, we were instant friends. She and my hubby share many interests so it was like sitting with an old friend. When the baby was born, she made a last minute decision to let us attend the birth and in so doing, gave me a priceless gift. Sunshine is the only one of our children for whose birth I have been present.

Still, it has not been easy for her. It is so evoking to watch her struggle through her adoption decision and to script her own relationship with the daughter we share. We see her infrequently these days; our daughter is 13 and is building the relationship to her own liking now.

I wrote this poem when Sunshine was only 6 months old, following a visit with her birth-mom. I framed it with three photos of them together. For years it has hung in her room over her bed. Last year she redecorated her room, removing all the framed pictures and covering her walls with posters of pop stars. Nonetheless, this one framed item remains, a reminder of the “other mother” that made our family possible.

Grandma's Quilts

Grandma's quilts were works of art,
Carefully tended, tenderly sewn;
All her creations were gifts of the heart,
Whole-heartedly offered yet partly her own.

Old shirts, lovingly stored up for years:
History sewn up in careful seams;
Bits of a blanket that dried baby tears:
Quilts recycling hopes, prayers and dreams.

Just like her quilts, our family has grown . . .
Bits of you, pieces of me:
Love you carried, seed you have sown
Grafted forever to our family tree.

Dreena T

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