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Today I Kissed an Angel
Today I kissed an angel
I know it from the start
the first time my angel
smiled at me
I gave away my hart.
Today I kissed an angel
this angel child of mine
though not of my creation
my child of God´s design.
Today I kissed an angel
my hart is dancing wild
our family, by a miracle
blessed by our angel child.
To kvinder
Engang var der to kvinder,
som ikke kendte hinanden
En du ikke husker,
Den anden kalder du mor
Af to forskellige kvinder
blev dit liv skabt
En blev din ledende stjerne
Den anden blev din sol
Den første
gav dig livet
Den anden
lærte dig at leve det
Den første
gav dig behov for kærlighed
Den anden
var der til at give dig det
Én gav dig nationalitet
Den anden gav dig et navn.
Én gav dig medfødt talent
Den anden viste dig vejen til at udnytte det.
Én gav dig følelser
Den anden gav dig beskyttelse.
Én så dit første smil
Den anden tørrede dine tårer
Én afgav dig
Det var alt hun kunne gøre
Den anden ønskede brændende et barn
Og Gud førte hende til dig
A Half 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 ther 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.
My Child
My child,
I carried you in my heart
before you were even born
And dared to dream
that you were real.
My child,
I carried your picture with me
since the day I received it,
And dared to love
a child I was yet to meet.
My child,
I carried you in my arms at last,
and gazed in helpless wonder
at your face,
And dared to lose
my heart to you.
And now, my child,
a dream fulfilled,
a prayer answered,
a family created,
I have dared to become
a mom.
And so now,
my precious child,
I shall carry you
home.
Sharing
In the stillness of the morning -
In the hush before the dawn -
A cry screams through the silence -
And a new life has been born.
And she wonders what will happen -
To her newborn baby girl -
How she wishes she could keep her -
And protect her from the worl.
But she knows that there are "others" -
Who would gladly give the world -
To have the chance to hold and love -
Her precious little girl.
And she prays to God for guidance -
As she holds that tiny hand -
With the desperate hope that someday -
Her child will understand.
So she bravely signs the papers -
And the tears fall from her eyes -
As she signs away her baby -
The light inside her dies.
One last kiss she gives her darling -
For the "others" have now come -
To claim the life she gave them -
Now a family has begun.
And with heavy heart she watches -
As they hold "their" little girl -
How she wishes she could somehow share -
A small part of their world.
But she knows this will not happen -
That for her it cannot be -
And always she will wonder -
About the child she'll never see.
NOW the times, they are a'changing -
And a new dawn has begun -
Soon ALL will be together -
With new hope for everyone
God Bless My Child
God bless my child
By
Helen Justis
God bless my child, who was not to me born,
but in my heart, she is not forlorn.
God bless my child, who cries tonight
May God's love and comfort hold her tight.
Come home my sweet one, so far away.
I'll love you and hold you, our hearts made of clay,
Are molded together by God's precious will.
The time may be passing, but seems standing still.
Soon you will be here, our hands holding strong
A bond, it will grow, no matter how long.
God bless my child, her heart be prepared
To receive the love, we all have to share.
God bless my child who will soon come home
God's blessed gift, a child, His own!
A Poem for My Son
A Poem for My Son
Written by
Winifred Lopez
You traveled across the land
You flew across the sea
You took the hand of a stranger
And let him lead you to me.
I bless the mother who chose life
So you could share your life with me
I bless those who took care of you
While you were waiting for me
I bless those, whose work it is
To unite children like you with parents like me.
Most of all I bless the Father in heaven
Who looked at you
And looked at me
And decided we could be
FAMILY.
Aakanksha
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Aakanksha
~ our Hope & Desire ~
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written by
Mamta
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It's late at night
and I watch your picture
You Little One
who is soon to become
my daughter
I search for words
to describe my feelings
for You Little One
who is soon to become
our third Godgiven child
I whisper your name
~ Aakanksha ~
which most accurate expresses
my feelings for
You Little One
a longed - for child
Though third in a row
You Little One
are as much
our Hope and Desire
as were the first two
It's late at night
May the Lord watch over You
Little Longed - for One
this night and the nights to come
until our Hope and Desire
is in Our Arms
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Bedtime Rhyme
Bedtime rhyme.
By Tracy Jones
Long before you were born
Something in my heart always knew
Someday you would be my child
And I would recognize you
God planted you in my heart
and gave me the clue
Following my heart took me straight to you
Daughter of My Dreams
Daughter of my dreams
Daughter of my dreams
I have been waiting for You
since the very day You were born
Though I was not aware
until late last year
But from then on
my heart has been torn
Torn apart with love and pain
Hoping that my prayers
are not in vain
In vain they're not
But still I worry
how You are doing right now
Happy and playful or
lonely and sad
That's what I worry most about
Sometimes I wonder
When will we be able
to hold and cherish
our little Angel
Raksha Bandan this very August
I hoped my little girl
would be home with us by then…
Daughter of my dreams
I will be waiting for You
Until destiny
brings You home for good.
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The Waiting Child
The waiting child
Author unknown
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 am 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 meet.
And as I watched you take her out
I knew it wasn`t my turn yet.
I recognized 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 infant here you see?
But then you kissed me and I knew,
the child you chose this time was me.
To You My Unknown Child
TO YOU MY UNKNOWN CHILD
By
Mamta
You're not so close
That you can feel My heart
beating for You
Not so close
that You can listen to
the lullabies we sing for You
Nor can You hear
our prayers late at night
Still, I can feel
how You are growing
on the other side of the world
And our love for You increasing
moment by moment
But close enough
inside our hearts -
to receive our love
our songs and prayers
And when we finally
are able to hold You
We shall recognize
the Child within our hearts
I am sure that even if
the world cannot see this pregnancy
a certain smile and
happiness must show
And everyone who want to listen
I tell about this
Wonder we are awaiting
soon to take part
in our lives…
Guds gave
Jeg har hørt, at der findes en gammel legende,
om hvad der oppe i himlen hændte,
den siger, at engang den kære gud
sagde til englene, vil I gå bud?
Der er et barn som skal fødes på jord
vil I prøve at finde en far og en mor,
som vil elske og pleje dets krop og sjæl,
det er netop en opgave helt speciel.
Barnet er svagt, det har handicap med,
så det kræver megen tålmodighed.
I ved, at jeg elsker svagt og småt,
og jeg ønsker, at barnet skal få det godt.
Så de to, der bliver dets far og mor
må virke som mine hænder på jord
Måske vil de først have svært ved at se,
at der kan være mening med det.
At barnet må lære, at tumle og lege,
og at det kræver så megen pleje.
Men de vil nok efterhånden lære,
at det giver kræfter at måtte bære.
Guds kærtegn gør undertiden ondt,
og medgang alene er ikke sundt,
men modtager de barnet, som gave de to,
så bliver det en kilde til indsigt og ro,
og så kan det sikkert med tiden læres,
at livet er både at bære - og bæres
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