ON THE WINGS OF A PRAYER
I set you free on the wings of a prayer
To fly through life in His tender care,
You're free from the nest and the ties that are bound
Free from the pressures I carry around.
If I kept you I'd only be cutting your wings,
Not offering the chance a true family brings.
The decision I've made has my heart torn in two,
But I know what I'm doing is the best thing for you.
The sky is so vast, the mountains so high
Take wing and remember: I love you.
Goodbye.
--LISA BOTE-PHILLIPS, a birth mother
I love this poem. I actually have it in my scrapbook. I put it at the end of my placement pictures.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
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