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Adoption.com Adoption Poetry

And here are some more:

Cross-Cultural Adoption
Author: Victoria Carrington

I don’t look like my mommy
People have started to say
I don’t look like my mommy
So I asked her why one day

“Some babies are so special,
They come in different ways
Some must wait for their babies
For days and days and days

Some babies come from close by
The Mom who had them could not’t stay
Other Mommies are waiting for them
For a baby they pray and pray and pray

Other babies are born in a far-away land
The mommy who had them no longer there
But some Mommies fly across the sea
A baby’s love to share

You may have a different skin color
Or a different kind of hair
But the love Mommy has for her baby
Will truly always be there

No matter how you or I look
One thing will always be true
You are my precious baby
And I will always love you




adoption poem
Author: © Fleur Conkling Heyliger

Not flesh of my flesh
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously
My own.
Never forget
For a single minute:
You will not grow under my heart
But in it.




Heaven's Very Special Child
Author: Edna Massionilla

HEAVEN'S VERY SPECIAL CHILD
A meeting was held quite far from Earth!
It's time again for another birth.
Said the Angels to the LORD above,
This Special Child will need much love.

His progress may be very slow,
Accomplishments he may not show.
And he'll require extra care
From the folks he meets down there.

He may not run or laugh or play,
His thoughts may seem quite far away,
In many ways he won't adapt,
And he'll be known as handicapped.

So let's be careful where he's sent,
We want his life to be content.
Please LORD, find the parents who
Will do a special job for you.

They will not realize right away
The leading role they're asked to play,
But with this child sent from above
Comes stronger faith and richer love.

And soon they'll know the privilege given
In caring for their gift from Heaven.
Their precious charge, so meek and mild,
Is HEAVEN'S VERY SPECIAL CHILD.

by Edna Massionilla
December 1981



We Were So Excited
Author: Darla Foster

We were so excited
When we found out about you
We called all of the family
And they got excited too.

Adoption was so scary
It was all so new
What if you didn't like us
Or they didn't follow through.

Now it's time to take you home
You know we're kind of scared
Will we do a very good job?
Are we really that prepared?

No matter what else happens
I know that we'll get through
We'll always do the best we can
Because we really do love you.



ABC's of Adoption

A is for Adoption...
The way my family came together.
Did you know that adoption is forever?

B is for Birth mother...
the woman who gave birth to me.
Birth parents make an adoption plan so that we can join our families.

C is for Children...
Hooray for the children in our families!
We come from many, many countries.

D is for Daddy...
who loves me very much.
I really look forward to being with him so much.

E is for Embrace...
I was embraced by my family!
And it is special because of me.

F is for Foster Family...
some of us live with foster families before we are adopted.
They nurture us until with our family we are united.

G is for Grandparents...
so happy to have a grandchild like me!
They are proud of the new addition to our family.

H is for Home...
to make sure my home was the right place for me,
the adoption agency looked at the plan very closely.

I is for I...
I am special indeed!
Many wonderful things begin with a small seed.

J is for Joy...
my parents jumped for joy when they heard I was born.
With a child, their lives took a new form.

K is for Kisses...
my mom and dad kiss me a lot.
I am sure they will continue even after I am no longer a tot.

L is for Love...
all the members of my family love each other!
Because of adoption, our hearts locked together.

M is for Mommy...
who carried me in her heart and mind before I was born.
She wished for a child every evening and morn.

N is for Nursery...
The room designed especially for me!
Reading and playing there makes me very happy.

O is for Orphanage...
that is where some of us stay,
Until our happy adoption day!

P is for Paperwork...
Mom and Dad had to fill out paperwork to adopt me.
They had to record many things about their history.

Q is for Questions...
we all have questions as we grow.
Your parents will help you find out what you want to know.

R is for Reading...
there are good books to read about adoption.
I can learn how my experiences are shared with other children.

S is for Social Worker...
who helped Mom and Dad adopt me.
Social workers are there to counsel our family.

T is for Teddy Bear...
my favorite toy.
Teddy is always here for me and brings me lots of joy.

U is for Understanding...
understanding that an adoption plan is made from love.
The angels smile on adoptive families all over the world from above.

V is for Voice...
Mom and Dad smiled big smiles when they heard my voice the very first time.
Before I was born, they dreamed about it sometimes.

W is for Waiting...
my parents waited and waited for me to join them.
Hurray for parents taking good care of their children.

X is for eXcellent...
adoption is an excellent idea,
Here, there and everywhere.

Y is for You...
wonderful you if you are adopted too.
The world is a better place because of you.

Z is for Zzzzzzz...
the soft sound I make while sleeping at night!
Now I am where I belong and it feels perfectly right.

--Jeanne Pettenati


We've seen your picture,
We know your face,
Now our loving arms
You'll soon embrace.
With every moment
Our excitement grows.
We already love you
From your head to your toes.
We know you won't know us,
We're strange and we're new,
But we're your new family
And we'll always love you!





"I did not plant you, true, but when the season is done,
When the alternative prayers for sun and rain are counted,
When the pain of weeding and the pride of watching are through,
I will hold you high.
A shining sheaf above the thousand seeds grown wild.
Not my planting, but, by heaven,
My harvest, my child."

Carol Lynn Pearson, My Harvest



Half A World Away

A half a world away
Sometimes it seems we're so far apart
But a half a world away
Is not too far for a journey of their heart

My little one, my bundle of joy
I'm waiting for you
My precious son, my baby boy
I know you're waiting too

A half a world away
A child waits for a family of his own
While a half a world away
A family waits to come bring him home

My little one, my bundle of joy
I'm whispering a prayer
My precious son, my baby boy
I hope to soon be there

I hope that we
will no longer be
a half a world away.

--Jill Marshall-Work


Our Family Tree

We've added to our family tree
A stronger one to make
A child from another plant
Has become our new namesake.

Just as a limb is grafted
From one tree to another,
It alters and improves the plant
Making it, uniquely, like no other.

Our family tree has been improved
Adoption made this so.
For love, much more than bloodlines,
Makes us thrive and grow.

We chose to share our life and love
And all the joys to come
Our "family tree" has blossomed
With the arrival of our cherished one.