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LEGACY OF AN ADOPTED CHILD

Once there were two women
Who never knew each other
One you do not remember
The other you call mother.

Two different lives
Shaped to make yours one.
One became your guiding star
The other became your sun.

The first gave you life
And the second taught you to live it.
The first gave you a need for love
And the second was there to give it.

One gave you a nationality
The other gave you a name.
One gave you a seed of talent
The other gave you aim.

One gave you emotions
The other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile
The other dried your tears.

One gave you up.
It was all that she could do.
The other prayed for a child
And God led her straight to you.

And now you ask me though your tears
The age-old question through the years
Heredity or environment ? which are you the product of?
Neither, my darling, neither
Just two different kinds of love.

Author unknown

"Ours by choice" är en bok. se www.oursbychoice.com/

Diktens original är på engelska och finns i några adoptionsdiktböcker men jag har inte lyckats hitta författaren.

Håller med om att den engelska versionen är bättre. Då får man fram rim och annat som går förlorat i en översättning. En annan fin dikt (på engelska) är:

Not flesh of my flesh
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously my own.

Never forget for a single minute
You didn?t grow under my heart
But in it.

Fleur Conkling Heyliger

Vill du ha boktips så kanske "Perspectives on a Grafted Tree" kan vara något. Det är en bok samlad med adoptoinsdikter och där finns båda ovanstående dikter.