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Happy Mother’s Day – May 11th 2014

The love a mom gives to her adopted or foster child is truely a love from the heart. It takes a very special, loving person to adopt or foster a child. To all those special Moms I hope you have the best mothers day or all. Here is a poem for all adopted or foster moms, or simply "moms".

I found this poem which touched an emotion I would like to share. You see, I was adopted. As the poem points out, a mom is much more than simply ‘blood’. The love a mom gives to her adopted or foster child is truely a love from the heart. It takes a very special, loving person to adopt or foster a child. To all those special Moms I hope you have the best mothers day or all.  Happy Mother’s Day!

~ For All That You Have Given Me ~
For all that you have given me,
I can return but love. For you
Bound up the wounds I did not see
And gave me hopes and passions new.
I can return but love for you,
Whose unmoved faith my heart did move,
And gave me hopes and passions new,
And loved me till I turned to love.

Whose unmoved faith did my heart move?
The mother of my heart, not blood,
Who loved me till I turned to love.
And I became the soul I would.

The mother of my heart, not blood,
Bound up the wounds I did not see.
And I became the soul I would
For all that you have given me.
copyright by Nicholas Gordon
www.poemsforfree.com
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