Legacy of an Adopted Child

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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 through 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 –