She was alone
And on her own
Just a child herself inside
Committed to take
The higher road
My life not to deny
Before I was born
There was a plan
Adoption was the design
But when I was born
The plan was changed
As my mom had changed her mind
She now had to fight
To get me back
For to hold me in her arms
Thank God her original prayers
Went unanswered
For I may have never known
How much my mother wanted me
To stay
Her very own.
by Traci S. K. Thysell-McPherson
© Copyright April 27th, 1998