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poem I thought yall would like
My mom gave me a framed copy of this and and I thought I would pass it on to ya'll. Thought you would like it.
Once upon a time I held a child,
her eyes did not match mine.
her hair a different color,
her smile was just divine.
This child was not born
from my womb,
but given by another,
for me to love and give a home,
to one day call me mother.
No greater gift
will I receive
or cherish more than this.
Thank you Lord
with all my heart
for granting me my wish.
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