The Waiting Child

This is a poem written by Debbie Bodie (copyright 1997). 

I just wanted to share it with all of you. 


I saw you meet your child today
You kissed your baby joyfully
And as you walked away with her
I played pretend you'd chosen me.

I'm happy for the baby, yet
Inside I'm aching miserably
I want to plead as you go by,
"Does no-one want a child of three?"

I saw you meet your child today
In love with her before you met
And as I watched you take her out
I knew it wasn't my turn yet.

I recognize you from last year!
I knew I'd seen your face before!
But you came for a second babe.
Does no-one want a child of four?

I saw you meet your child today
But this time there was something new
A nurse came in and took MY hand
And then she gave my hand to you.

Can this be true? I'm almost six!
And there are infants here, you see?
But then you kissed me and I knew
The child you picked this time was me.

I cannot even begin to imagine being in a child's place and watching as other children are brought into their mother's arms.  Maybe God is placing adoption on your heart?  It doesn't matter the child's age - it matters that there is a child in this world who needs a family to call his own.  A mommy to hug and wipe away tears.  A daddy to wrestle with on the living room floor.  It matters.

Here is a great place to look at which countries you could qualify to adopt from: Rainbow Kids

Go ahead. 

Take a look and see!

In His name,
Karen