
Not flesh of my flesh,
Nor bone of my bone,
But still Miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute,
You did not grow under my heart,
But in it.
-Fleur Conkling Heyliger
This is another well-known poem about adoption. I did not carry my children in my body. I carried them in my prayers, hopes, dreams, tears, imagination, and heart.
greenlightlady
Your picture is so full of love & joy!
Blessings ~ Wendy
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barrentoblessed
Thank you!
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liliesinthefields
What a beautiful picture!!
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barrentoblessed
Thank you!
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