A Moving Poem on Adoption

Submitted by PeterAKenny on Tue, 09/12/2017 - 09:00

May I share Carol Lynn Pearson’s moving poem on adoption.

 

My Harvest


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

Carol Lynn Pearson

 

Sincerely,   

Peter A. Kenny, Attorney for Adoption and Foster Care

Executive Director of ACT (Adoption in Child Time)

Author: Attachment and Bonding in the Foster and Adopted Child

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